Nowadays, Da Bao's hands have been ruined, his cultivation all lost, and he still hopes that Wu Xiaoyu will show great mercy and help with his treatment. How could he dare to offend him?
Only to see Wu Santong restrain his smile, turn around, and fiercely give Wu Hanwei a slap. Before Wu Hanwei could react, Wu Santong reached out and slapped Wu Xiaokang.
All the students in the martial arts school were shocked and bewildered at this scene. How could Grandmaster Wu, who is usually elusive like a dragon, beat his own people without a word?
Bin also whispered to Wu Xiaoyu, "Master Wu, what's going on? Does this old man owe you something?"
Although Bin's voice was low, everyone present heard it clearly. Wu Xiaoyu, seeing everyone staring at him, replied indifferently, "Yes, he owes me money, a full million!"
A...A million? Wu Xiaokang, who was about to resist, was even more astonished at hearing this. He looked at Wu Santong in shock and stammered:
