"Is it him?"

"Damn it, I finally figured it out. You probably don't have a few more years to live. No wonder you are so brave."

"It's not bad to have some scenery before you die."

"Although it may not go down in history, it is still famous that it will be infamy for thousands of years."

"You are already very old. Isn't it good to enjoy your old age in peace? I have to come out to cause trouble. I don't know what he thinks."

"Am I the only one who cares about his identity?"

…

Listening to the cynicism pouring in from all directions, every cell of the master was trembling, and the piercing eyes were like sharp knives.

Mercilessly stabbed into his heart.

"My warrior, come, first introduce yourself to everyone." The master of ceremonies smiled half-heartedly and looked at the master with a bit of disgust.

But the master didn't make any move, nor did he mean to speak. He just clenched his teeth and lowered his head to look at the soles of his feet.

The master of ceremonies asked in a cold voice: "What? Do you dare to do it or not? Or do you think I am easier to talk to and want our Holy Son to come in person?"

Hearing Lu Yu, the master couldn't help but tremble.

What a joke.

If Lu Yu comes, he might not be able to save his legs.

"My name is Yu Xiaogang..."

This time the master remembered his name and did not mention the name of the master again. His voice was surprisingly soft, and even the master of ceremonies beside him could not hear him clearly.

"Louder, haven't you eaten yet?" the host scolded in a cold voice.

"My name is Yu Xiaogang!"

The master's voice was indeed much louder this time, but it was just like that. Except for the audience in the immediate row, no one in the back could hear it.

The emcee threatened: "Old guy, you are making it difficult for me. If the game is delayed, can you afford it?"

"Let me tell you, since you are standing here today, don't think about doing things perfunctorily, and have a correct attitude."

"otherwise……"

"Don't blame me for inviting His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Just now, the master of ceremonies discovered that His Royal Highness the Holy Son's name was quite useful, so he mentioned Lu Yu's name again when they had a disagreement.

Tiandou Royal Academy Lounge.

Ning Rongrong said sarcastically: "What's going on in this loser's head? It's just a knife, why not not at all?"

"Don't he know that it would be more embarrassing if he had to procrastinate for a whole day on something that can be done in just a few words? He has really wasted his life for so many years."

Dai Mubai and others also nodded in deep agreement.

Ma Hongjun worriedly said: "I hope he will never say that he is our leading teacher, otherwise, we will also be embarrassed."

"Shut up, you crow's mouth." Dai Mubai glared at him angrily.

"Bah, bah, bah... I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything." Ma Hongjun reacted immediately and spit several mouthfuls of saliva.

Looking at these little guys, Flanders was also very helpless.

There were so many people, but no one felt pity for him.

It is a miracle that a human being can reach this point.

He glanced at Liu Erlong.

From her eyes, Flanders saw a trace of unbearability. Although she concealed it very well, it still did not escape Flanders's eyes.

He shook his head helplessly.

I can't blame others for being here today, it's all the master's fault.
Chapter completed!