Inside the prison cell, a crisp slap resounded.
On the bed, the Nascent Soul Great Elder was dumbfounded.
Had he just been slapped by someone?
Damn!
The Great Elder incredulously touched the palm print on his face.
It clearly showed five red fingers.
The Great Elder furiously said, "I am the Great Elder of Yuxu Mountain! A Nascent Soul Great Cultivator! You dare lay a finger on me? I could kill you with one finger!"
The muscular tattooed man retorted, "Stop bullshitting. You've ended up here too, so why the pretense? Still Nascent Soul? I'm crossing the tribulation too, huh? Has reading online novels scrambled your brain?"
The muscular tattooed man then smacked the forehead of the Nascent Soul Great Elder.
"Smack!"
Nascent Soul?
I'll show you Nascent Soul!
With a slap from the strong man,
the Nascent Soul Great Elder was bewildered.
