Chapter 145: The Fake Table

didn't expect Chen Ping to be able to easily pass through his palm print.At this moment, Chen Ping's eyes held a cold expression. Sensing Chen Ping's gaze, the Great Guardian's body began to tremble...the still dragon-patterned clock. They hadn't expected it to end so abruptly!"Knock knock knock...."Suddenly, the sound of the dragon-patterned bell resonated once more, echoing through the heavens!"L...