Duan Xingnan never imagined that he, the dignified master of the Seven-Star Tower, a peerless expert at the Peak of Perfection, could be as insignificant as an ant in the opponent's hand, at their mercy.
Even more ridiculous was that the Twelve Flying Peng Castles never intended to destroy the Seven-Star Tower, yet Duan Xingnan continually provoked them out of his ambition.
Moreover, Xiao Tianyu had warned him repeatedly, but he treated it as if he hadn't heard.
But now?
An ant, easily crushed by the opponent's raised hand.
At this moment, Xiao Tianyu's right hand was clutching Duan Xingnan's throat like a cage, and no matter how Duan Xingnan struggled, it was futile.
"Are you satisfied now?" Xiao Tianyu's profound eyes stared at Duan Xingnan, becoming deep and abyss-like, causing despair in Duan Xingnan's heart: "No... no... I promise the Seven-Star Tower will never dare to disrespect the Twelve Flying Peng Castles again, please give another chance!"
