Mu Tianyan looked up and glanced at him calmly. "Just because I can't use my internal energy doesn't mean I'm useless."
Mu Yunhao, who instantly felt like he was marked by the Second Master in his notebook, felt very bitter in his heart.
At the same time, he gave the shameless person in his mind a punch. "Second Master is obviously trying to stand up for Madame himself. You talked too much and couldn't control yourself. You deserve this!"
Mu Tianyan ignored his brother's bitter expression and controlled the wheelchair to approach Old Weird Taoist.
Seeing Mu Tianyan approaching him, a touch of disdain and evilness flashed through Old Weird Taoist's eyes. Meanwhile, his hands, which were tied behind his back, were quietly casting a spell.
"Be careful! The old man is playing tricks with his hands behind him. He must be planning something again!"
