Right now, with just a wave of his hand, he was scared into a cold sweat! Despite the fact that he was at the fifth step, there wasn’t the slightest bit of resistance. Who were these two old men? Wasn’t this fearful strength similar to grandfather’s? With their position, why would they be here guarding the door?
The skinny elder disdainfully said: “The mouse gives birth to mices, but the lineage is getting worse and worse with each generation. The grandson that Han Qian raised can’t even accomplish anything by himself.”
The fat elder twitched his mouth, and said: “Who isn’t accomplishing anything? The Knight Temple’s younger generation matters a lot to the Alliance. This is something you can absolutely not deny.”
The skinny elder said: “Bullshit. Even all of them together cannot equal our Cai’er.”
