Jiangg Youx was at the Mid-Stage Qi Sect Realm. Coupled with his formidable External Power and his pair of so-called undefeated Iron Hands, Wei Chen thought the chances of him being injured by someone were slim!
'His face turning like this probably means he's practicing some kind of Cultivation Technique!'
'But... you can practice whenever you want. Why do it while shaking hands with some strange kid? He's even ignoring what I'm saying. How disrespectful!'
"Young Master, it looks like... Vice Commander Jiangg isn't practicing a technique. He's being squeezed like that by someone..."
Hearing Wei Chen's muttering, the mercenary who had just spoken wiped the cold sweat from his brow and hurriedly explained.
'Practice a technique? Who the hell practices until they look like this? If you really ended up like that, it'd be more like Entering the Demon Realm...'
"Squeezed by someone?"
