chapter 113 A domineering finger

Bai Ze stood among the crowd of nobles. His noble temperament was gone, but was replaced by a kind of gloomy indifference. Timothy Pickering's words were too naked. If he didn't fight, he would be laughed to death. However, when Zuoqiu and Timothy Pickering were fighting just now, they could not see their true strength at all. They only knew that Zuoqiu was not Timothy Pickering's opponent. He was slapped in the face after a few moves. Timothy Pickering's cultivation level was not clear. "He...