"You're not working together?"
The demonic soul was stunned.
He had always thought that the old man and the young man were in cahoots.
"Of course! Do I look like I'm a Buddhist?" Tang Hao said with a smile.
Mo Hun's mouth twitched as he looked at it.
Damn it, he had been tricked again!
Because this guy had been wearing a Supreme-grade Kasaya and was covered in Buddhist light, he naturally thought that this guy was a Buddhist cultivator and a bald donkey.
"You have a grudge against that old bald donkey too?"
He asked suspiciously.
"There's enmity!" Tang Hao nodded."It's no ordinary grudge. That's why I want to team up with you to deal with him!"
"That seems to make sense ..." The demonic soul touched his chin and muttered.
Since the two of them had a grudge against the old bald donkey, they should indeed join forces.
"That can't be right! I also have a grudge against you!"
