Not Fit To Be Internal Disciple
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Feng Tianlan looked at Gu Nansheng with surprise. Right now, she wasn't speaking for Qi Hongan, but on her behalf instead? Also, who was the "him" she talked about?
"Sheng'er, I am your master." Qi Hongan's face was sullen.
"I am merely pointing out that those who can use multiple spiritual elements are very rare; only two who possess the ability to use three elements at once. If Master continues ignoring this and insists on using his authority to nurse personal grudges, I have nothing to say."
At Gu Nansheng's words, Qi Hongan's face turned ghastly pale. If he appeared to have his face smeared by a pile of sh*t previously, now he looked as though his face was dunked in two piles of sh*t.
His own disciple thought he was misusing his authority and sided with Feng Tianlan instead. He felt as though he had been slapped across the face once more, and hated Feng Tianlan all the more.