Contempt

Soon, three days had passed.

However, during these three days, Xia Ping had been cultivating in seclusion without any

movement. He seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world, and

he had no intention of responding to the club leaders.

However, even if Xia Ping did not respond, the matter was getting more and more intense. Many

people with ulterior motives added fuel to the fire, causing the matter to continue to ferment.

"It's been three days. Three days have passed, and that kid Xia Ping is still pretending to be deaf

and mute. He hasn't responded at all. What does that guy mean?" Someone was puzzled.

Originally, he wanted to watch a good show, but he did not expect Xia Ping to have no intention of

responding at all. He was still as calm as a mountain.

"What else can he mean? He's definitely afraid. Being targeted by so many martial arts clubs,