C138 Special Office Are Familiar with Me(1)

"Dragon Vein Holder? Such a powerful Dragon Vein Holder?!"

Ling gaped at Shen Xiang's retreating figure, her mouth agape. In a mere moment, the frenzied metal shards had pulverized every cable in the machine room to dust. The Hanged Man, who had been by the wall, was stripped bare in seconds—a foe I was utterly incapable of confronting, yet he stood no chance against Shen Xiang.

In her mind