C3625 Mud Gourd

The few cowardly heaven's pride level experts immediately fainted from fright.

"Rise." Ning Caichen naturally wouldn't lower himself to the same level as an ant.

"Thank you, Venerable One."

Every year, when the heaven's pride level experts saw Ning Caichen leave, they would feel as if they had been washed in water and their bodies would be covered in cold sweat