Instantly, the atmosphere in the private room became tense.
He Kaiwen and his group gasped for breath, almost suffocating.
The three of Sha Polang were too menacing, definitely untouchable by them.
Sha Feng snorted coldly: "Oh? Who is it? Even though we've renamed ourselves to Shamate, it's not a name for just anyone to shout!"
A surge of overwhelming aura swept through, making everyone feel as if a hefty stone was pressing on their chest, unbearably oppressive.
This is the might of a Martial Artist!
"Do you have a problem with me calling you Shamate?"
A disdainful voice sounded.
"Who is it?"
In an instant, the eyes of the three from Sha Polang turned to look.
Lü Yigang and Lü Zilong pointed at Ye Qingtian: "It's this young man! He actually dared to address you three directly!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
Before Lü Yigang finished speaking, three swift figures swept past like the wind.
It's Sha Polang!
"Haha, this kid is done for! The masters are enraged!"
