Zhan Yunfei really wanted to cry. "That was such a good chance. You bastard! I missed it because of what you said! I said I wanted him to be my personal disciple… You kept talking about Heaven's Selection and other bullshxts… Look at it! Look at it now! He can cultivate any martial art he wants… Why would I listen to you… Why was I so soft! Damn it! Oh heavens, it reaches ninety-six now… Ninety-seven… What the hell it's ninety-eight now… Xiao Mufei… I helped you get a daughter… And you ruined my great future… I hate you! I hate you now! I will hate you in the future! Next life! I will never stop hating you!"
He was so upset that he couldn't even talk well. He just said whatever was in his mind, trying to vent the grudge out…
However, he didn't notice that the three grandmasters were pissed. They were distant and cold all of a sudden. [What? He nearly got the young man? Xiao Mufei, well done! You have done a great thing for us! We appreciate it!]
