After Clayton left, Johnson looked at Andrew with a surprised expression.
He gave Andrew a thumbs up.
"As expected of Grandmaster Thunderblade. He's so fierce! He's not even polite to the director!"
"This is nothing." Andrew snorted.
He had long disliked Clayton.
"When my strength breaks through again, I'll definitely beat up the director! I'll let it all out!"
Andrew was about to form his Golden Core very soon.
At that time, he would be a true Golden Core stage cultivator.
But what kind of strength was equivalent to the martial arts of this world? Andrew was not sure.
After all, on this earth, he was the only person who cultivated immortality.
He did not even have a reference target for his own strength.
According to Andrew's estimation, it should be relatively strong.
But how strong was he exactly?
He still had to wait until he advanced to the Golden Core stage and had a real fight.