"Impossible, impossible, I must have been mistaken, yes, I was mistaken, definitely mistaken!"
Watching that rapidly approaching shadow.
Hua Xiaotian's body trembled violently, his words incoherent, muttering in terror like he was possessed.
Old Drunkard!
He didn't know what his real name was.
He only knew that everyone called him Old Drunkard.
But over the years, he had always respectfully called him Uncle Drunkard.
In Hua Xiaotian's mind, Old Drunkard and a few others were the ones he admired and respected the most.
If not for the Demi Immortal Qilian, there might not even be someone like Hua Xiaotian in this world.
He had expressed countless times in various situations, from a personal perspective, without the former Guardian Institute Director and the four Guardian Heavenly Kings, there would be no Hua Xiaotian today, from a public standpoint, the former Guardian Institute were models for our generation!
