Chapter 145: The Fake Table

."Chen Ping's forehead bulged with veins, and then, relying on the power of his contracting muscles, he punched the copper door. The bronze door began to move slowly under Chen Ping's punch.Upon seei...l very uncomfortable."Your talent and courage, my boy, truly surpass my expectations...""Your rate of improvement these days is too fast, so fast that I can hardly imagine...""And your audacity, you d...