"My brother-in-law is an Immortal Martial True Inheritance!" Zhu Fei was both angry and annoyed. "You idiot, don't you understand?"
You must know that in the entire Immortal Martial Mountain, there are only about a hundred True Disciples, each one carefully selected.
The entire population of Earth Civilization has reached trillions, with only over twenty Immortals, so their True Disciples are naturally quite rare.
Hongze didn't even bother to listen. This guy had repeated the term True Disciple dozens of times. Isn't it annoying?
Behind him, aren't all the little rascals just little rascals? Even so, he still scolds them when needed.
"Oh, a True Disciple." Hongze walked up to Zhu Fei and slapped him.
The slap was quick and decisive. Zhu Fei didn't even react before his Protective Pill Qi was broken, and his already chubby cheek immediately swelled like a big dumpling.
