173 The Thoughts of the Little Girl...

Seeing Oldman Zeng leaving with all the elders of West Ocean, Zhao Guang picked up his teacup again and took a sip.

The confrontation wasn't easy for him either. He placed the cup back on the table, and the table broke into pieces all of a sudden. The cup fell onto the floor and broke into pieces as well.

Then, the chair Oldman Zeng was sitting on before dissembled on its own too.

"This Oldman Zeng's Heaven-Quaking Scroll has already reached the top-level, and anyone under the mid-tier Qian-level would be either severely injured or killed by his attack," Zhao Kuo stood up and said.

Zhao Guang stood up as well and asked Zhao Kuo as he looked at the pieces on the floor, "Were you ok from his attack?"