"First of all, you volunteered to bring me here. I didn't hit you."
When the three of them arrived at the waterfall, Han Yu glanced at Elder Tong, then repeated as a reminder.
You didn't hit me, but your fist almost landed on my face.
Elder Tong thought to himself, his lips twitching.
At that time, the two of them had a small trial of strength atop Zhaodong City, where he fully embraced the spirit of mentoring his junior by using every means at his disposal without holding back, only to find that they were completely ineffective.
He even nearly lost a defensive magical treasure, the Great Tortoise Shell, as a result.
Truth be told, he was quite the talent. After all, it was the first time Han Yu had seen someone who valued their treasure over their life.
