Demon had flown far away in a flash. He looked at the superpower user performing fancy aerial stunts in the sky and pondered that Mr. Gongsun must be in a good mood today.
He seemed a lot more showy than before.
Fixed Wing District, a garden bungalow.
Gongsun Ce entered the home of the information dealer and cheerfully said, "Big brother, I have made progress in my cultivation... Big brother?"
Mo Yuankai was sitting on the couch, staring at the large screen. His hands were tightly clasped, his round face scrunched up, with an exaggerated expression, and even a few drops of sweat on his forehead. Anyone seeing this could imagine the information dealer's dire situation; his mood was extremely bad... definitely bad!
Gongsun Ce's mouth twitched: "Do you have a stomachache?"