"Do you have the right to say that, loser?" Cheng Sheng frowned at him.
The person who is flying beside him just ignored him. Obviously, this is his acquaintance. "But, indeed, your disciple is worrying." He spoke. "Especially his personality, which is too dependent on you – his master." He said.
Cheng Sheng fell silent.
"If it were me – " the person said.
Cheng Sheng cut him off. " – Er Zi would have long become a tyrant." He said. "A bloodthirsty tyrant." He added.
The person felt speechless.
Cheng Sheng heaved a sigh. "Let's not talk about Er Zi anymore. My head, as well as my heart, aches." He said, feeling his heart is stuffy because Fei Yinzi is stubborn.
"No more personal attacks." His acquaintance said.
"Yes." Cheng Sheng nodded. Then, they stopped on top of a building and he took out the qiankun pouch containing Qi Lan's sword.
