I'm a state scholar? Although Luo Yunyang's cultivation base had increased immensely and his senses were really acute, Xu Zhong's words still gave him a big shock.
He had been working hard to become a martial grandmaster, yet after a few days of cultivating, he had become a state scholar. Xu Zhong had actually called him a state scholar. Was this a dream?
Perhaps Xu Zhong was running a fever and his brain was fried.
"I don't have a fever!" Xu Zhong chuckled. He was used to Luo Yunyang putting a hand to his forehead and slapping it hard.
Xu Zhong tried to dodge the moment Luo Yunyang raised his hand, but he realized that his head, which was supposed to be dodging, had pushed itself into Luo Yunyang's palm instead.
The resounding smack that followed was very loud.
"You perverted fellow! If you have the guts, then why don't you beat me up? Come on! Come on, if you dare!" Xu Zhong hooted outrageously as he stared at Luo Yunyang.
