"This is all the patience you have?"
White Mitchell looked at Kylin, the two exchanged smiles, and then Kylin spoke: "Superior, let me entertain him for a bit!"
Upon hearing this, White Mitchell nodded and advised, "Such opponents are scarce; be patient, become more familiar with the power inside you."
"Understood!" Kylin responded and walked over to Wu Lao.
With a loud bang, as if something had exploded, Kylin's fist collided with Wu Lao's Tiger Claw and the two swiftly drew back.
Huh!?
Wu Lao looked surprised, then turned towards White Mitchell, "White Mitchell, is this all you've got? Sending people to their deaths?"
White Mitchell laughed off his comments. He then walked to a nearby rock and sat down, "No rush about fighting with me. First, win against him. I'm keen to see how much weight the so-called Hundred Year Noble Families of Capital City carry."