บท 3485: Seventh Baby is Missing

Ling Han didn't follow up with another attack. Instead, he stopped in his tracks, and with a light shake of the battle hammer in his hand, he asked with a smile, "Why did you run?"

Ma Lirong's face alternated between red and green, yet he could not speak.

Could it be that he could say that it was unfair for Ling Han to use a high-level Tool?

He had the advantage of two major tiers, and this was the greatest injustice. As long as he still had some face, how could he bring himself to criticize him?

But it was the truth he had rolled on the ground, and he could not quibble.

To roll around in front of a measly Extreme Bone Tier cultivator and dodge an attack, how could he endure such embarrassment?

Not only was his face flushed red, his face was practically about to be slapped swollen.

He stared at Ling Han, feeling humiliated and angered, but was also filled with covetousness. This brat was practically a treasure chamber.