A Chatterbox Opponent

"Old man, even if you use all your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to break this shield of mine."

"Old man? I'm only twenty six years old, why are you calling me an old man?"

Positive Barry directly broke through the shield.

He was at a young and promising age, his blood boiled from the disrespect.

He was actually called an old man by a woman.

Was this considered a mental attack?

After hearing Chu Yujing's words, he had hit the shield dozens of times. The shield was completely fine, but his hands were a little sore.

Positive Barry jumped back and pulled away.

"Hey, you look about the same age as me. What's with the look in your eyes?"

"I'm a teenage girl, how can I be the same age as you? Haven't you heard? Women will stay forever eighteen."

Li Yi, who was on the rostrum, could not help but purse his lips and almost burst out laughing.

Others might not know, but he knew.