Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

the training wouldn't be any less grueling. The more attention a man of cold aloofness paid to you, the greater the training volume would be.Thus, throughout the week, Tang Wulin didn't take any time..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demondon’t need it.” Tang Wulin turned to Wu Changkong and smiled slightly: “Yes, we don’t need it.” 。As soon as he said this, there was an uproar below. 。This is the real counterattack, the counterattack...