"Tang Ming? You broke through from a Five-Six Star Martial Artist to a Three-star Martial Master within half a year, are you sure you didn't get it wrong?"
The clown was surprised and suspicious.
"Absolutely not wrong, it's just..."
Mo Hongsheng shook his head, helplessly saying, "It's just that later he made too many enemies and was ambushed. Although he saved his life, his cultivation is now ruined."
"Ruined?"
The clown became puzzled, then shook his head in disappointment, "Since it's ruined, there's no need to pay attention to it. You handle it yourself, contact me anytime with the latest intel."
"Yes, sir."
Mo Hongsheng nodded, recalling all aspects of Tang Ming. Even without cultivation, that person was still a troublesome character, so the superiors didn't provoke him, and he was too lazy to say anything more.
After the year-end conference ended, Ouyang Xiao quickly drove to Shen Yan's villa, feeling very depressed along the way.
