章節 1752: Who Needs His Help

Family Head Kou's expression was very entertaining!

His face flickered between green, white, and then black. His eyes were practically about to shoot fire from the way he stared at Young Sir Ding.

"What? Do you object to this compensation?" Young Sir Ding smiled and clapped his hands once. "Tang Cheng."

"This subordinate is present." Manager Tang quickly strode up with a lowered head. All of a sudden, he shook off his outer robe and ripped off his shirt, revealing his ripped muscles. A powerful spiritual energy also erupted from his body.

Everyone could sense the might of a level-nine spiritual cultivator.

Everybody couldn't help but be stupefied!

This Qianluo Underground Battle Arena really possessed undeniable strength!

Even an obscure manager had the strength of a level-nine spiritual cultivator.

No wonder no one dared to make trouble in the Qianluo Underground Battle Arena even after so long.