Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

ers This young man looks unfamiliar."A bald-headed man, sitting on one side of the Baguazhang master, sneered at Gao Baisheng."Baldhead, shut your stinking mouth! When we get onstage, I'll let my disc...t, from the watchtower atop the mountain gate, a Grandmaster shouted, "The bridal procession is returning, everyone make way!"The Grandmaster, with his qi sunk deep in his dantian, let out a bellow th...