Brother Tong sighed, "Who I am isn't important. The important thing is that we will be fighting together. Beside me, you will enjoy things that you wouldn't even dream of."
Mo Wuji's spiritual will had already scanned that Ji Li was still in the process of her recovery. He rested assured and said, "I don't know you but someone else does."
Before Mo Wuji could throw Huan Ti out to recognise this Brother Tong, Brother Tong snickered, "It's better if you don't recognise me. My identity might scare you."
Mo Wuji shook his head, "Just a mere Sage like you isn't enough to scare me. You're viewing yourself too highly old man. Oh, I was wrong. You should only be an ex-Sage."
"Who are you?" When he heard Mo Wuji's words, Brother Tong's crooked back suddenly straightened till it was as straight as a pen.
A large man close to 2 meters talks appeared in front of Mo Wuji and Lian Ji. How was this the same hunchbacked old Brother Tong?
