"He? No," Wu said with a smile, "That's just a bluff. He is from the Human Emperor's Pavilion and has no direct connection with me. He came to the Heavenly Palace with the intention of monitoring me."

Shao Siming blinked and smiled slightly: "I also said that he is your disciple. I was struggling for a while whether I should tell you this or not."

"Is there anything I can't say?"

Wu Wan looked at Young Siming and said with a smile: "Since we are good friends, we should talk about everything... By the way, Bei Ye will also send people over in the near future. If you want any snacks, I will ask them to bring more.

"

"How embarrassing..."

"Why are you so polite!"

"That……"

A slight blush appeared on Shao Siming's pretty face, and he suddenly took out a cloth scroll from his sleeve and stuffed it into Wu Huan's arms. He said "I'm going to have a rest" and ducked back into the hanging basket with his back to Wu Huan.

Face covering for a while.

Wu Wang unfolded the scroll and took a look. His eye sockets were filled with the dense handwriting, and there were several black lines hanging on his forehead.

Good guy, you are really not afraid of getting fat!
Chapter completed!