C939 Ghost Emperor's Successor?

The trading hall of Clear Sky Pavilion was completely silent. Everyone was stupefied and dumbstruck. They couldn't believe what they had just seen.

Young Master Dongfang was actually killed by a small, fat, white-haired man with a single punch.

"This guy …"

Gu Fei could already tell that what this white-haired little fatty had revealed was the Battle Skill of Martial Art. In this world