Shi Hao was soon invited out.
They had no choice but to bring him out. Even Shen Yuexin was no match for Luo Taifeng, and the other party had brought three Golden Formation Masters with him. Only Shi Hao might be able to hold them off.
The old president?
His injuries had worsened in recent days, and he was resting, recuperating. No one dared disturb him for such a "trivial matter".
Shi Hao, however, was indifferent and soon arrived in the main hall.
There, he saw Luo Taifeng again.
Previously, Luo Taifeng had lost more than half of his teeth and had his nasal bone crushed. Yet, in just a few days, his injuries were completely healed.
This must have cost a fair amount of Immortal Elixir.
Tsk, what a waste.
"Old scoundrel!" Luo Taifeng also spotted Shi Hao and immediately gnashed his teeth, clenching his fists tightly.
Shi Hao smiled faintly and said, "Recovered from your injuries so quickly?"
Aren't you just hitting him where it hurts?
