C1171 The lone wolf of despair

"Oh?" The corner of Qin Cang's mouth slowly curled up, and an invisible pressure soon began to spread out. That mountain of might caused everyone present to feel their blood boil as their blood surge.

Meng Long appeared to be incomparably relaxed. Carrying Qin Cang's imposing aura, he lightly smiled and said: "Your Highness Qin Cang