"No, I don't agree."
Duan Yuandi shook his head with righteous indignation.
What a joke.
If Mu Jingliang merges a hundred qi rings, won't that overshadow me?
How can life go on in the future?
Absolutely unacceptable.
Upon hearing this.
Su Qingfeng frowned, looking confused.
Are you Su Yue's master?
How the hell didn't I know that?
Have you met my son?
Old ghost, where's your face?
"Old Su, with so many people here, don't throw a childish tantrum. Come to my office with me; I need to discuss the slate issue with you."
Duan Yuandi shook his head.
At this moment, Su Qingfeng can't be provoked.
After all, I'm a Grand General. If I truly get defeated, life will be unlivable afterwards.
"Hmph, you old rascal, you finally chicken out?
"If you want to be my son's master, you better be prepared to pay the price."
Su Qingfeng's stomach hurt again.
He didn't spare Duan Yuandi; he just really needed to take a quick trip to the bathroom first.
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