lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The man in the mask, named Mo Jingyu, flew backward with his hands outstretched and fingers spread wide. Each finger was connected to a translucent thread, the other end of which led into the bronze box. He suddenly pulled it out!,"What noble families! What clans! What geniuses! Dare you claim such titles before me You pathetic weaklings, cowards, the lot of you!",No one knew where he got the strength to keep going.。