West Province’s Shock (8)

"It's sufficient for my precious disciple to have five masters and there can't be more. There definitely cannot be more! Fei Fan, it's better if you stop thinking about her!"

Fei Fan's face turned red from anger. These old fellas were truly too shameless. It was fine that they took advantage of his absence and snatched his disciple away, yet they even acted innocent!

"I don't care if you remember or not. In any case, that genius is my disciple and you all have to hand over the position! One shouldn't be sinister to this degree or otherwise, how can we still associate with each other in the future?"

Xu Kong dryly coughed. "Ling Hai, Xue Ying, it's quite late and we should disperse too."

"That's right, it's quite late now. Let's leave."

This group of old folks acted as if they did not see Fei Fan and walked out of the courtyard without any more discussion, only leaving Fei Fan whose face had turned ashen from anger.