Chen Daotian's behavior, no matter how you look at it, seems a bit retarded.
A perfectly fine floor, blasted into a deep pit by his mere pressure.
Fang Yu rolled his eyes in disbelief.
But for his master Fang Ju, and other businessmen, Chen Daotian's move was simply defying the heavens.
If that had been pressed onto a person, they would surely turn into a pancake.
Fang Ju swallowed hard, looking at Chen Daotian with a dumbfounded face, wondering how a Martial Artist's power could blast a hole into the ground, so deep, probably only a bomb could do that?
"Daotian, find a construction team yourself, and pay with your own money to fix this for me." Fang Yu didn't care about him and pulled Fang Ju towards the hall.
The crowd couldn't help but snicker.
"Bro Yu, don't be like this... You're so rich now, why care about this little thing? I was just showing off to Master."
Chen Daotian looked innocent, "Master, Brother Yu is being too stingy, can't you manage him better?"
