About ten minutes later, a loud bang suddenly erupted.
A wave of qi burst from the top of Yan Bo's head, shooting toward the ceiling and blowing a hole straight through the roof.
This scene greatly shocked Zhao Xiong.
"Old man, you broke through? Are you a Great Grandmaster now?" Zhao Xiong was utterly stunned.
Yan Bo let out a long breath and stood up. He then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! I've broken through! I've finally broken through! Ten years! I've been stuck at the Perfection Realm of a Martial Arts Grandmaster for ten years. To think I would break through in a single day... This is wonderful! Wait! City Lord Zhao, where does Mr. Yang live? I must see him personally to atone for my offense!"
"You just threw Mr. Yang out, and now you want to see him? Have you lost your mind, you old coot?" Zhao Xiong said irritably.
"Look at this piece of paper!" Yan Bo took out the paper and showed it to Zhao Xiong.
As a martial artist himself, Zhao Xiong understood at a single glance.
