บท 100: Keeping A Low Profile

"Yes, yes, yes, I know! I know!" Locke nodded with a serious expression.

After Locke turned around and left, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

But in his mind, that sword still remained in his head.

At the same time, he was puzzled. "His sword technique. With such tyrannical power, why is he called Grandmaster Thunderblade?"

Over here.

Although Johnson was barefooted, he didn't care at all.

They were all martial artists. It was common for them to break their shoes.

The grandmaster who was familiar with Locke wanted to get closer to Andrew. He smiled and said, "Master Thunderblade, congratulations. You entered the rank seven grandmaster ranking at the age of eighteen. You are the youngest grandmaster on this grandmaster ranking."

...

As soon as he said this, Andrew's face obviously darkened.

Johnson looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

Are You f*cking stupid?