Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

Qing roared in anger, “In this world, might makes right. As long as I am powerful, who dares to oppose me”The blue-robed double palms swept downwards, and the rubble on the barren mountain flew into t... didn't expect I'd been unconscious for so long" Chen Ping frowned slightly, then looked at Ge Yuhang, his face flushed red and said: "Miss Ge, during my coma, we two...we two didn't do anything, did...