"Junior Brother, do you really think so highly of Yu Bihai?"
Li Changxi hadn't expected Ji Changsheng to be so worried about Xiao Yu's future.
Even willing to make a special trip back to the "Longevity World" to get oranges from the Divine Saint Sect's grove for Xiao Yu.
"You're not even this nice to the Master."
Ji Changsheng, following Li Changxi's words, looked at the somewhat jealous Master and, with a grand wave of his hand, generously said, "Master, you also stand still, I'll go get you a few oranges from the Mystic Temple's grove too."
What a trivial matter.
How could jealousy arise over this?
Seeing a satisfied look flash in the Master's eyes, Ji Changsheng also started to laugh.
There was no other meaning.
He simply felt sincerely happy to see these elders, whom he once respected, smiling so joyfully now.
There absolutely was no other meaning.
Serious face.
