The Puppet Sect is extremely wealthy, extraordinarily so, and all the cultivators of the Thunder God Temple are green with envy, but unfortunately, they can't beat them.
"Oh my heavens, it's actually a pauper from the Thunder God Temple, I guess I'll have to sleep with one eye open tonight." Qian Yuanbao let out a sharp cry.
Lei Batian's old face turned black, clenching his fists angrily, with strands of thunder beginning to emanate from him, seemingly ready for a brawl.
"We're all old acquaintances; no need to get so worked up just upon meeting." Mu Xifeng said with a smile, trying to mediate.
"Xifeng is right, I won't fuss with you." Lei Batian said, tossing his head as he walked away.
Encased inside the Iron Man, Qian Yuanbao's eyes flickered for a moment, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "Thunder God Temple is indeed a bit restless!"
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