"You are really a smart man. This is exactly what I want."

Yang Haoran clasped his fists, turned around and left.

"Elder Yan, I interrupted you earlier, please take my leave!"

Yang Haoran turned around and left without hesitation, and Yan Wuya was stunned.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly disappeared and pressed Yang Haoran's shoulder with a slap.

Only a click was heard, the stone slab under Yang Haoran's feet shattered, and Yang Haoran's legs were forced into the ground.

"Aren't you looking for me to refine weapons? Why did you give up halfway?

What I despise the most is the kind of person who likes dragons and can’t stand it!”

Yang Haoran said with a black line: "Elder Yan, aren't you trying to make things difficult for others?

It took you almost two thousand years to do something that you couldn't accomplish.

I don't think I can do it."
Chapter completed!