Zhao Li did not say a word. He gently stroked the blade. The style of the blade, coupled with these words... He knew who had returned.
That Kid had returned.
So Fast!
In less than half a year, that kid had actually returned.
Cui Lang!
He wanted to laugh. With a straight face, he tried hard to suppress his laughter, he opened his mouth and said, “Forget it, it’s barely passable. He’s also from Daming Prefecture. Let that fellow come and meet me. What rubbish thing did he make? There are too many mistakes. Otherwise, he would have long entered the middle level of the profound rank. Of course, he’s slightly stronger than you. You, if you don’t enter the peak of the profound rank, hurry up and get lost with me. Don’t say that he’s my disciple!”
His disciple was overjoyed. His Master had finally met someone!
As for his master’s scolding, he pretended not to have heard it.