บท 790: The Race to Level 200

Zhang Yang brain melted. He had no idea what he was feeling then. At then, when the words came out of Luo Yu Rou's mouth, he felt it all. Everything. Happy. Shocked. Euphoric. Bliss. Conflict. All of it. He had no idea what to do next.

He gagged with his mouth dropping to the floor and said one sentence. "Are…you…sure?"

"Why would I lie about bad news? This is something bad for me, more than it is to you!" said Luo Yu Rou angrily, like a cat having its tail stepped on.