"Boom!"
Chen Yuan abruptly opened his eyes and gazed at the old Taoist.
In the void, it seemed as if two bolts of Thunder exploded, even tearing open two long rifts.
"Just now, you said you wanted to take my younger brother to be a study attendant?"
Chen Yuan spoke word by word, his voice as cold as ice.
As soon as Chen Yuan finished his sentence.
Even Yang Yiming and the others were stunned.
Ji Zixuan couldn't believe it either, staring at Chen Yuan with wide eyes.
Elder Xuan was a being whom even the ancestors of the Ji Family had to show great respect to tens of thousands of years ago.
Moreover, Yun Wuming and the Demon Marshal had just mentioned that Elder Xuan was a Skywalker, revered in his status, and not even Yun Wuming dared to disrespect him.
"Boy, are you accusing me?"
The old Taoist's face darkened instantly upon hearing this, his eyes deep as an abyss, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind, and he said with a smirk.
"And if I am?"
Chen Yuan replied calmly.
