Ji Tingyou squinted his eyes: "..." I seriously suspect that you are holding me hostage.
Meng Tian grinned, "Grandfather, what do you think of accepting me as your disciple?"
Ji Tingyou: "..." I don't think so.
Lan Wangyou's side is not much inferior to Ji Tingyou's.
"Brother, please accept me as your disciple!"
"Brother, I have nothing. I'm giving you all my life savings. Please teach me a few moves!"
"Brother, if you accept me as your last disciple, I will give you my old house in Xianyang."
Wang Jian was anxious when he heard this and said quickly, "Brother, accept me as your disciple and I will betroth my daughter to you."
Hearing this.
Lan Wangyou's forehead was full of black lines.
You are truly my father.
Lan Wangyou and Ji Tingyou looked at the excited crowd in front of them and groaned in their hearts.
If I had known this would happen, I would never have agreed to these bastards.
Now it's too late to say anything.
Off the court.
Cheng Xiaoxiao grinned at the scene and laughed silently, "My generation has suddenly become higher!"
Cheng Mianmian pointed at Ji Tingyou and laughed uncontrollably, "Hahahaha... Master, look at Meng Tian holding Ji Tingyou. Doesn't he look like a father holding his son?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao took a closer look.
Don’t say that, you really shouldn’t say that.
The more you look at it, the more similar it becomes.
Ji Tingyou, who was held by Meng Tian, looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao with a dark face and an accusing look.
Good girl.
He just watched me make fun of himself and didn't even think about saving me.
Meng Tian looked at the person in his arms, whose face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, and said softly, "Grandfather, I will let you go if you ask to accept me as your disciple."
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