C1143 You Have a Bad Breath

"What?"

The entire room was stunned by Ye Feng's declaration.

"Young Master Yun?" the emcee gasped, "What are you saying? Can you explain what you mean by that?"

"I mean exactly that—take a look for yourself!"

Ye Feng rolled up his sleeves and approached the Magnetic Divine Dragon. He was about to inspect it when Mi Xiu, standing nearby, coldly interrupted him