C1177 01178 Rapid Decision of the Battle

Ye Xiaofan looked up and down at the old bald man, then suddenly smiled and said, "If I'm not wrong, you are the president of the Ancient Martial Association, aren't you?"

"Oh, you know me?" The bald man was clearly in a good mood as well.

Ye Xiaofan shook his head, "I don't know you. I have a problem with myself, and hate dealing with people without hair on their heads the most