This fellow’s wanton laughter made Meng Jingtian somewhat displeased. He silently added the title of Hongjun’s personal disciple that he had replaced after leaving the deity academy.
“GE ~”that fellow’s laughter stopped abruptly as expected.
“You, you are...”following that, he even stuttered.
Meng Jingtian was slightly pleased with himself. Tch! Little Fellow, let’s see if you still dare to look down on me!
“You are actually the palace master’s disciple! Isn’t this too incredible? Your strength is clearly so weak!”After a long while, that fellow finally calmed down and exclaimed.
Meng Jingtian’s face turned black. Why did it seem like he was mocking him?
Was it easy for him? How long had he been playing this game? Could he compare to npcs who had their own fixed levels the moment they were created?
“Since you know who I am, why don’t you get the hell out? Be careful, or I’ll go complain to Master!”Meng Jingtian curled his lips and threatened.
