"Jiang..."
Zhang Xingyuan was startled and shouted in astonishment, but he only managed to utter one syllable before freezing, his face showing an expression of disbelief.
Bam!
Jiang Chen's palm struck the undefended head of Meng Fanzhou, causing his head to flatten, and his body exploded directly into a cloud of white powder that drifted to the ground.
"This, this, this..." Zhang Xingyuan was so shocked he couldn't speak, staring at the powder on the ground in disbelief.
"Gene warrior!" Jiang Chen softly explained.
"Ge..."
Zhang Xingyuan was shocked to his core, opening his mouth to shout.
Jiang Chen raised his hand to stop Zhang Xingyuan, glanced at the broken Daoist robe amidst the white powder on the ground, and softly said, "All of you in the Wu Dan have to wear Daoist robes to the mountain?"
"Eh... Ah... Yes!" Zhang Xingyuan was still in shock and hadn't recovered.
