Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

s identity!"Master, I was wrong, I really was. Please forgive me this time!"Zheng Jian begged for mercy desperately, and didn't refute, proving that Chen Ping's guess was right!"You fiend, you destroy...ing cross-legged in a room.Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open violently.Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, before he could even move, two gleaming knives were already at hi...