Chapter 444: Sweetness Doesn't Matter, Quenching Thirst Does!

On the stage, the battle was about to break out. Wesley Lu's aura grew stronger, his clothes fluttering wildly as the air around him twisted and crackled. "Swish!!!" The longsword was unsheathed, its cold blade gleaming menacingly. "Apologies, Young Master Changsun!" As he spoke, the sword in Wesley's hand hummed sharply, vibrating non-stop. He swung his sword in a wide arc, sending a fierce wave of energy slicing through the air toward Wesley Lu. Wesley Lu raised his hand, flicking his wrist...