"I must use this White Tiger Reflecting Hall Formation in future negotiations," he said.
"It will definitely guarantee a victory in every battle," Wang Tianshan said with great enthusiasm.
Zhang Xiaomeng waved his hand, stopping Wang Tianshan, "Uncle Wang, you must not."
"The White Tiger Reflecting Hall, the White Tiger can slay all around, but because of its overwhelming killing aura, it will cause one's energy to become stagnant, easily lead to a fiery temper, high blood pressure, and even a sudden death."
"If used occasionally, it's nothing serious, but if overused, it will be fatal," Zhang Xiaomeng said gravely.
Wang Tianshan was startled and quickly got up from his seat.
After all, what use is wealth if one does not cherish life?
"Cough cough, Xiaomeng, let's dismantle this White Tiger Reflecting Hall Formation," Wang Tianshan chickened out, not wanting to die young.
In a county town, there was a mountain peak, magnificently splendid and beautiful.