"Just do your best. If not, I'll go find your father," the black-robed figure said.
Zhou Shu's face darkened. Isn't this bastard taking advantage of me?
I'm not the real Yao Qing. Don't keep mentioning my father. Shut it, okay? If you dare to mention him again, I'll beat you to death.
Zhou Shu couldn't be bothered with the black-robed figure and lowered his head to look at the secret forging formula he had given him.
After just a glance, Zhou Shu raised his head in surprise and seriously sized up the black-robed figure.
Damn it. No wonder this black-robed figure is so annoying. It turns out that enemies are bound to meet!
Emperor Wei Wu!
This old bastard is still alive!
"I'll give it a try. Are you going to wait here or come back for it in a few days?" Zhou Shu looked at the black-robed figure with a faint smile.