Miao Sang was somewhat troubled.
To be precise, he was very troubled.
Originally, he thought the young man on the bamboo chair summoned him over to keep him by his side for protection.
But in the end, all he got was, "I'll give you one more chance."
Although he knew this was already a lenient deal, he still felt somewhat unwilling in his heart. If it weren't for him, the young man on the bamboo chair wouldn't have gotten so much information.
"Do you think just sitting on that chair all day allows you to know everything in the world?" Miao Sang thought angrily.
Of course, he certainly didn't dare to say this in front of the young man on the bamboo chair.
Maybe others didn't know, but he was aware of how terrifying the young man on the bamboo chair was.
He was, after all, a terrifying existence that fought against that monster-like guy more than twenty years ago!
Though the young man on the bamboo chair lost in the end, no one dared to deny his strength.
