C1086 Haoke's Performance

Inside the metallic hall, on the screen, Haoke and Ye Feng advanced towards a valley before them, one following the other.

Grah.

The sound of knuckles cracking reverberated once again.

This time, however, it was the superintendent's own fist that was nearly crushed.

"That Haoke!"

The black-clad warden stood with his hands clasped behind him, striving to remain composed