"Big brother, aren't you being too violent?"
Old Crane couldn't help but poke fun at Tang Rao.
"Violent? If you don't fight violence with violence, do you think people will stop trying to bully me?"
"You have no idea. Where I lived before, people could tear someone apart in seconds, moving their hands, and the enemy split in two. This place is much more gentle, really small potatoes."
Tang Rao started reminiscing about the scenes Pan Shui and the others shot of tearing apart enemies.
"Brother Tang Rao, your place must have been dangerous, but it's good you're fine. Coming to the Land of Immortals is a great choice; here it's harmonious."
Old Crane subconsciously felt that Tang Rao must have lived in a living hell before, witnessing gruesome scenes every minute, terrifying people into madness or splitting personalities.
Tang Rao was speechless, "You actually believe that?"
Could what Tang Rao said just now be false?
"So everything you said was to trick me?"
