"Are you going to come down or should I go there?!" The disciple howled as he heard Mo Xie calling them weak for the 3rd time, he may really be weak to others, but he's definitely far stronger than Nantian... is what he thinks.
"You master and disciple..." Seeing how he's being looked down upon by both Mo Xie and Nantian, he couldn't help but utter, he was about to curse at the two, but before he could, a blurry figure appeared in front of him.
Bam!
A fist appeared in front of him and struck him head-on!
"ACK!" He screamed from the pain he suffered, his nose was struck as he was sent flying.
Nantian stared down at him: "Do not utter my master's name with that filthy mouth of yours."
The disciple held his nose and couldn't believe what just happened, still, he stood up with his legs trembling: "D-do not look down on me!"
Nantian smirked: "As my master said, you're weak..."
