C978 CHAPTER978

"Aren't you quite the chatterbox?"

Peter Parker retorted with impatience, "If you're going to act, then act. Stop wasting my time."

"You're playing with fire!"

A cold glint involuntarily flashed in Ling Chuan's eyes as he observed Peter's dismissive attitude.

With swift movements, his hands formed a seal before his chest.

In an instant..