Group Chat: Mysterious Gate Three Teachings
Zhao Gongming: You can talk in it using divine sense.
Guangchengzi: This will make it much more convenient for us fellow disciples to communicate.
Master Tongtian: What the hell is this group chat?
The Three Pure Ones fiddled with the mobile phones in their hands and suddenly discovered that they had been pulled into a group chat.
Tongtian was the first to speak, instantly plunging the group into silence.
Duobao, squatting in a corner of Kunlun Mountain, snorted and shook his head with a sigh.
"Pretty bold, daring to impersonate Master."
Duobao: @Master Tongtian, quit bullshitting. Whose disciple are you, daring to impersonate Master? Let me make this clear: Master definitely wouldn't know how to use this thing. Change your name already!
After saying that, Duobao felt thoroughly pleased with himself.
He had defended his master's dignity while also displaying the bearing of the Interception Sect's eldest senior brother.
His words drew agreement from many Interception Sect disciples.
Zhao Gongming: Whoever you are, I suggest you change your name as soon as possible.
Qiongxiao: Exactly, exactly. Master wouldn't know how to use a mobile phone.
Wuyun Xian: Others may not understand Master, but wouldn't we Interception Sect disciples understand him? Old man.
In an instant, Tongtian, who was chatting while overseeing the renovation of the Eight Great Arenas, went red with rage.
Two familiar voices suddenly came from the saintly seats nearby.
"Ha ha ha ha ha..."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Tongtian glanced sideways and saw Laozi and Yuanshi laughing uncontrollably.
"It seems the junior martial nephews know Third Brother's intelligence very well."
"Even sons know what kind of person their father is. The same goes for masters and disciples."
By the time their words fell, Tongtian's face had turned bright red with fury.
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