"This, this... I... that thing..."
Beside him, Gao Gang, puzzled, stepped forward and urged him on.
"Ye Tianshen, hurry up and do it! Slap this imposter of yours to death..."
"I'll film your grandpa!"
Ye Tianshen, dressed in black, kicked him away. Then, his legs went weak, and he knelt down in front of Ye Feng, weeping bitterly.
"Sect, Sect Master... this... this... I didn't know it was you..."
Behind them, Gao Gang and his gang of underlings were all shocked.
What's going on? How could the dignified Ye Tianshen kneel down to a pretty boy and call him sect leader?
Is this world too crazy, or are their thought processes just too slow?
Could this guy really be Ye Tianshen?!
But then, everyone was jolted, as if they had broken free from some kind of trance.
When they saw the scene before them again, they were all taken aback.
The once imposing and decisive Ye Tianshen had vanished, replaced by an old weasel kneeling before Ye Feng, waving its two paws and slapping itself repeatedly, its face contorted in a mournful expression.
"Sect Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have impersonated you..."
Ye Feng, with his hands behind his back, asked with a smile.
"Oh, so you're not impersonating me anymore!"
"You were so arrogant just now. Weren't you going to tell me how to write the word 'death'?"
"Come here, teach me how to write the character for 'death'."
The old weasel howled.
"Sect Master, I will never dare to do it again."
Beside him, Gao Gang's vision went black, and he nearly fainted.
It's confirmed, this pretty boy really is Ye Tianshen...
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