C1508 Waste generic!
Looking at the wave of might that was accompanied by a rumbling sound, Chu Qianye shook his head.
The indifference on his face had also completely disappeared.
Then, under many gazes, he slowly raised his hand and made a light clench in the air.
"Crack."
This grip did not have the slightest trace of violence and oppression.
However, the massive wave suddenly stopped
