Success

A hint of anger appeared on Liu Wei's face. The Measuring Stick not only brought himself but also the bodyguard along. Currently, the other party dared to disrespectfully pat his shoulder. However, with the Dao Soul Grass in front, he didn't care about the impolite action of the bodyguard.

Unexpectedly, the other party continued to pat him. Liu Wei became furious. Was this person ignorant of the boundaries? At this moment, a voice of urgency came from a distance, "Young Master, be careful!"

It was the voice of the bodyguard!

Liu Wei was startled, realizing the bodyguard hadn't followed him. Then, who did he bring along?

When he turned around, he saw a person smiling at him. "Mater Wei, long time no see. I didn't expect you to still miss me. Seems like you keep thinking about me even when searching for the Dao Soul Grass."

"Xing Ye, you're not dead?" A hint of shock appeared in Liu Wei's eyes. Shouldn't this damned guy have died long ago? How did he end up behind him?