"Little Brat, get down here!"
On Sky Mountain, an old man with a white beard was stomping his feet angrily at a three or four-year-old child who was standing on a big tree. He threatened fiercely, "If you don't get down here, I'll fly up and spank you!"
The child was too much. He had just learned how to ride a flying sword, but he was already flying everywhere. It was too dangerous.
He had to teach the boy a lesson.
The little boy hugged the branch and bargained with the old man. He said, "Master, as long as you promise not to spank my little butt, I'll come down!"
"Bastard," The master's face turned red with anger. He pointed at the little boy and shouted, "You come down now!"
"If you don't agree, I won't come down!" Xiao Tong said stubbornly.
The surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Gate sect were speechless.
Then again, this had already happened many times.
Their master was at the peak of the aurous core stage.
