Shen Xuedong was now extremely resentful, especially after his master had slapped him several times. The humiliation he had previously endured from Ning Fan replayed in his mind.
Looking at Ning Fan's face, Shen Xuedong harbored intense resentment, and even deeper in his eyes, there was hidden hatred. If it weren't for him, would his master have come here today and slapped him?
Furthermore, hearing Huo calling Ning Fan "senior brother," Shen Xuedong couldn't believe it, he was sure his master was confused. How could Ning Fan, who was so young, possibly be his master's senior brother?
Impossible!
"Master, did you recognize the wrong person? How could this greenhorn possibly be your senior brother?"
Seemingly oblivious to the displeased expression on Huo's face, Shen Xuedong raised his hand at that moment and pointed at Ning Fan's nose, voicing various doubts.
