Upon hearing Shang Jianyao's answer, Jiang Baimian felt mixed feelings. She couldn't describe it in words and actually had the urge to raise her hands and clap.
Fortunately, she controlled herself in time and didn't do anything that was too in line with Shang Jianyao's style.
Long Yuehong weakly said, "Awakened in the Master Zhuang domain aren't equivalent to believers of Master Zhuang."
Shang Jianyao looked at him and hugged his right fist with his left palm. "The Perfected Man has no self; the New World is before us."
Not only was Jiang Baimian laughing this time, but Bai Chen was laughing as well.
I'm really stupid. Why can't I stop arguing with this fellow… Long Yuehong felt vexed and did a deep self-reflection.
After discussing the yellowish-green fog, Bai Chen's lips quivered a few times. "After transplanting a biological prosthetic limb, can we swap it to another type in the future?"