Zhao Luo looked at the disciple with squinted eyes.
"Haha, good. Fellow brother, you are very impressive."
Zhao Luo didn't mind how the disciple was acting boldly in front of him.
'He handled the situation way better than me.'
Zhao Luo thought.
Zhao Luo had to admit that without the help of this guy, he would still be asking the 900th something disciple if they were willing to give Zhao Luo their turn.
"Brother Zhao Luo still how can I compare to you?"
That disciple modestly said to Zhao Luo.
Even though he had sneakily tagged along with Zhao Luo to reach the front of the line, the things he said to the other disciples, there was nothing in the words he had said that he didn't believe in.
Zhao Luo smiled while looking at this disciple.
"What is your name?"
Zhao Luo asked the name of this helper who was smart as well as well behaved.
"I am Mo Lee. Think of me as your number one fan."
