"Phew----"
Lu Zheng let out a long breath, then descended from the cloud and landed on the ground.
"Thank you both, seniors, for your help!"
"No, no, young master, you are the teacher of the Young Master, we are of the same generation, just call me Brother Da Lu," Hu Dalu hurriedly waved his hands and said.
Hu Zhou called Lu Zheng his master, but he called him Uncle Da Lu, so how could he dare address Lu Zheng as a senior?
Moreover, with Lu Zheng's current strength, he was also enough to call him a peer.
Lu Zheng's Five-Thunder Curse, along with the decisive way he dealt with Saintess Xueyi, had also astonished them.
Gao Zhen also said, "Young master, just call me Gao the Fifth."
Lu Zheng laughed heartily, clasped his hands, and said, "Brother Da Lu, Brother Gao the Fifth!"
"That's good! That's good!"
The two nodded repeatedly, and then everyone sat down together to rest after the battle.
