Wu De, Get Out Here

This guy was willing to feign illness in the ancestral temple for over a decade just to freeload.

If the conflict between the Immortal and Divine Realms had not intensified, his "injuries" might still not have healed even now.

"Let him be. Every lovesick fool deserves a chance."

Hua Yunfei shook his head with a smile. He knew the Martial Virtue Hall Master better than anyone and knew he would not come out right away.

Ye Bufan did not smile. Looking at Hua Yunfei, he knew very well how dependent Feng Qingwu was on him. If Feng Qingwu truly let the Martial Virtue Hall Master win her over, would Master really have no reaction at all?

He wanted to ask, but in the end, he did not voice it.

Sure enough, just as they had guessed, an hour later, the Martial Virtue Hall Master was still inside the Hongmeng World and had not emerged.

Hua Yunfei and his disciples found a place to sit in the Martial King Hall. They took out tea and drank while waiting for the Martial Virtue Hall Master to return.

That wait lasted three days.

"Damn it... haven't you looked long enough?"

Even Hua Yunfei could not help cursing. Give that handsome bastard an inch, and he would open a dye shop; his skin was so thick, it could serve as a city wall.

Left with no choice, Hua Yunfei prepared to enter the Hongmeng World and personally invite that handsome bastard out.

Hongmeng World.

When Hua Yunfei found the Martial Virtue Hall Master, he was in a valley.

The valley was filled with vivid crimson flowers. The Martial Virtue Hall Master lay peacefully in the middle of the sea of flowers, with a dent in his forehead.

"So it wasn't that you didn't want