The corners of her lips twitched. Just about a hundred meters behind her, an old man in grey rode a strange-looking mutant beast with a swagger. The expressionless Zhuo Junyue tagged along beside the old man. Seeing these two people following her silently, she could not help but slap her forehead with a sigh.
Seeing that Feng Jiu had already noticed them, the old man grinned without showing consciousness of following people at all. He waved at Feng Jiu excitedly. "Hey, Little Scoundrel…" In the middle of speaking, he changed his speech and didn't call out little scoundrel anymore, but "Little Master."
Hmph. When it came to cheekiness, if the old man claimed to be the second, nobody would dare to claim as the first. Although he was at a disadvantage, he felt so excited at the thought of being able to learn Tai Chi.
