“Brother, Yu Ang is still lying there!” Mu He called out to remind Mu Zhuoyun.
Mu Zhuoyun’s face immediately sank.
Shit, he had almost forgotten that today was the Coming-of-Age Ceremony for his son Yu Ang. His majestic and formal Coming-of-age Ceremony had turned into a day for this brat Mo Fan to cause a sensation in Bo City!
What was even more regretful was that they had lost this Magic Duel. This meant that Mu Zhuoyun would have to apologize to the father and son in the front of his distinguished guests!
Thinking about this point, Mu Zhuoyun felt something in his chest fiercely rumbling, and his blood pressure rose tremendously.
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In the arena, Mo Fan didn’t even feel like looking at Yu Ang, who had turned into something like a dead dog after being bombarded by Lightning Strike.
_Background, you want to talk to me about background? I’ll use lightning to shock you into a dog that acts rich!_
As he turned away, Mo Fan began walking toward the stands.