sent moment.Liu Hongji curled up in a ball, his skin resembling that of something cooked in hot oil, a horrifying sight. The white steam emanating from his body was scarce now.It's obvious that the co...prefix, carefully asked: "Who is Wang Fan"The old man didn't look at him, his eyes fixed on Zhao Ping'an, silent."You..."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!The cultivator who...