Niu Wuwei's demeanor was solemn, with a gradually intensifying blue hue on his face.
His sixth brother's gaze was fiery like flames, firmly glued to his back, not budging an inch, truly not giving up.
Even though Green Bull was a Hidden Disciple with transcendent composure, he couldn't help but spit out turbid air: Thirty years as a bull, never seen such a madman!
"Fifth Brother, did you agree?" Qin Ming stood with hands behind his back, spirit soaring.
Countless gazes were cast upon him, all falling on him.
People could only sigh inwardly, he truly is a madman, actually daring to imagine riding on the back of a future Taoist Venerable.
Old Furnace muttered to himself: "Mingzi's manner... How does it suddenly make me feel like even that Cao Qianqiu seems somewhat unpretentious?"
Indeed, upon comparison, Old Cao actually appeared to have kind brows and a pleasant disposition.
