"How about you guys?" Fang Jueyu shifted his gaze from Blair to the superpower users from other countries, "Are you going to kneel down by yourselves, or do I need to ask you to kneel?"
"Earlier, I didn't call anyone out right away, giving you a chance to reconsider, but it seems none of you appreciated my goodwill!"
"Look, the 'tough guy' has started!" Zhu Degui secretly took out his phone to capture the scene of Fang Jueyu teaching these people as if he were a headmaster scolding students, "Tsk tsk tsk, just moments ago, they were acting all tough, and now they don't even dare to fart—not even a peep."
"You two!" Long Ting cautioned, "Recording this for our own amusement is fine, but don't let it leak outside!"
"Chairman, we know our limits!" With Long Ting's tacit approval, the two smiled gleefully.
"Hey, Old Hou, Old Zhu, burn me a copy later when we get back!"
"I want one too!"
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