"Immortal Master, wait..."
"What else is it?"
Zhou Jia held the pill bottle and pondered for a long while. In the end, he merely cupped his hands in salute. "Immortal Master, travel safely. Please tell my imperial brother that I will govern the Great Sheng Dynasty properly and not let him worry."
Cheng Wei gave no response. After all, he had snuck out in secret. If he carried that message back, would that not expose him at once? He still needed to save some face before his little disciple.
So, once he had heard it, he left, without the slightest hesitation.
Who would have thought that just after leaving the imperial palace, he sensed two familiar auras? Cheng Wei focused his gaze—well, well, were those not Jun Zhaoying and Wushan? Why had those two come running to the Mortal Realm as well? Had they chased him down here?
Cheng Wei turned to slip away, but then—
"Cheng Wei, it really is you! You dared reveal your true form even in the Mortal Realm—aren't you afraid of inviting disaster?" Jun Zhaoying grabbed the dragon in one swoop, while Wushan conveniently blocked the other side. "Cheng Wei, once we get back, I'm going to your disciple and make a proper complaint against you."
Cheng Wei had originally felt somewhat guilty, but upon hearing that, he immediately became righteous and confident. "What about you two, then?! Don't tell me you came to the Mortal Realm to take disciples? Dream on! My Little A-Xu is so outstanding—there's only one like him in the whole world!"
Jun and Wushan, whose thoughts had been hit right on the mark: ...
The two exchanged a glance and decided to join forces for a second round of vicious beating. Some dragons simply deserved a lesson—bah! What kind of