An inexplicable memory of being forcefully kissed came to mind, causing Li Cang's face to flush slightly as he clenched his teeth indignantly.
No way, there's no first in literature and no second in martial arts!
I can't lose to him!
Or else, the next time this guy goes crazy, even the Golden Sacred Armor won't keep its chastity!
Putting away the leniency he had for juniors, Li Cang began to regard Zhu Haomiao as an opponent on the same level, imagining him as a benchmark to spur progress.
"So, were you testing him just now?"
A friend's inquiry suddenly sounded in his ear, bringing Li Cang back to his senses as he nodded lightly.
Then, she looked at the black-clad youth who had returned to his seat, and her tone softened.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
"Well, since you've grasped the Legendary Law of the Basic Force, you have to keep it secret in the future and never let it leak out."
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao recalled his previous doubts and curiously asked.
