"Ouch, ouch!" The man grabbing Bianyi's collar seemed to be suffering from unbearable stomach pain.
After glancing at the smiling Shen Qiang beside him, Bianyi chuckled, flipped his wrist, and stuffed a stack of tissues into the man's jacket pocket. Then he patted the man's shoulder and said, "Young man, don't be too arrogant. Go on, and don't forget to pass my message to your boss lady."
Seeing his own cultivators wanting to approach, Bianyi smiled and said, "Also, tell your comrades to stay away from me, or else I might lose my temper and send you all back to your mothers' wombs."
Saying that, Bianyi pushed away the man who was clutching his stomach and sweating profusely. He glanced at another cultivator who was also clenching his legs with sweat on his nose, and then smiled at Wang Lizhi and said, "That girl last time was quite something. Do you have any recommendations today?"
