My Disciple's Skin Is a Little Too Thick
Jun Changxiao had been on the verge of collapse after the Formation was broken, ready to point at the newcomer's nose and unleash a torrent of curses. But the moment he heard Feng Guichen's startled cry, he changed his expression at lightning speed and shouted, "Master!"
That was practically a godlike reaction!
The system said admiringly, "There is a reason the host can be so shameless!"
Yet that cry of "Master" left True Person Tonggu, who had only just appeared, utterly baffled. He thought to himself, Did this fellow know I came to take him as my disciple? Did he call me Master in advance?
Earlier, he had made a wager with the black figure. Within the allotted time, each of them would teach a disciple, then have the disciples fight to decide the winner.
True Person Tonggu was a lonely old man. Not only did he have no wife or children, he had never taken a disciple either, so he naturally had to find one.
After much thought, he finally set his sights on Jun Changxiao. The main reason was that he had personally witnessed Jun Changxiao's feat of withstanding countless Lightning Tribulations and leading his sect in ascension to the Upper Realm.
Thus, True Person Tonggu came to Eternal Immortal Mountain and easily broke the Violet Firmament Star Array. But before he could even state his purpose after entering, the other party called him Master outright. It truly caught him off guard.
There was nothing surprising about that.
It was not as if Gousheng had only started throwing himself at your feet yesterday.
Now that you had suddenly come running over, he would definitely seize that thick thigh in one hug.
"Hahaha!"
True Person Tonggu laughed heartily. "Good disciple, good