Han Xiaolong had just emerged from the number two Spirit Gathering Array when a figure flashed past Ye Feng and the others, directly entering the number two Spirit Gathering Array, and the owner of that figure was none other than Ma Hong himself!
Upon seeing Ma Hong, everyone looked bewildered while Ma Hong remained calm: "This place is nice, I like it..."
Qingshan, Zhang Meng, and the others were furious, their faces reddening and necks bulging with anger. They had just come from the number one Spirit Gathering Array, but Ma Hong barged in. Zimo couldn't tolerate it any longer and rushed up to Ma Hong, pointing at him.
"Ma Hong, don't go too far! We've already given you the number one Spirit Gathering Array, and you still come after us?"
"Presumptuous!" Instantly, Ma Hong was enraged, fury flashing in his eyes, as he yelled out and raised his palm to slap Zimo hard across the face, the crisp sound of the slap echoing around.
