"What?" Feng Wuji's mouth hung open, still holding a rag that nearly ended up in his mouth at Ye Guichen's words. "Benefactor, are you serious?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"But, why call you Grandmaster? Why not Master?"
Ye Guichen shrugged. "I don't plan on taking any disciples right now. Even if Dragon Teeth's leader came and called me Master, I wouldn't agree. So, why should I take on a disciple? I'd rather take on a disciple's grand-disciple directly."
"Pfft!" Su Jiu'er, who just took a sip of water, spat it out immediately.
This was too much!
This was pure provocation!
"What did you say? Even our leader isn't qualified to be your disciple? Such arrogance! Don't think that just because you know some minor cultivation techniques you can boast. How could you possibly know our leader's skills?"
Dragon Teeth's Red Dragon, Duan Nanye, was Su Jiu'er's idol.
Now that her idol was being trampled, how could she not be furious?
Su Ze was also in disbelief.
