There was no doubt that William's two methods were better than that of Young Master Miao.
It was no exaggeration to crush him into the dust.
It was originally an upright character and personality to have the king of the first pavilion over his head.
But now, this title was like a sword hanging on his forehead!
It could destroy his self-esteem and pride at any time!
Damn it!
"Where on earth did this guy learn his medical skills?"
I've never heard of it before!
At this moment, the sweat on Bodhisattva Xinglin's head was slowly oozing out.
He was still sitting in his seat without saying a word.
However, it was as if there were a hundred needles under his butt.
He found it hard to sit still.
He could not help but adjust his sitting posture slightly.
Seeing this scene, the one-handed scapegoat sneered.
Can you still sit still?
His willpower was not bad at all.
Hehe, aren't the two questions enough for you to kneel down?
We'll continue if you give it back to us!