Chapter 1773: Eight-Lon Ancient Temple

"No problem." Volt Williams agreed without hesitation. Immortal force surged from him, shaping into one fist after another that hammered toward Xiu Shenliang from head to toe. "Volt Williams, you…" Xiu Shenliang stared, completely dumbfounded. "Sorry about this, Xiu Shenliang." Volt Williams smiled faintly. "Mingwang demanded it." If it had been any other condition, he might have weighed it. But Xiu Shenliang had mocked him more than once before. Volt Williams had been itching for an excuse. "Huh?...