"Zhang Tieniu."

The drunkard old man said.

Ling Yun was speechless: "Dean, if you don't want to tell me your name, you don't have to fool me like this, right?"

The drunken old man's face twitched for a while, then he gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Zhang Tieniu."

"..." Ling Yun was really speechless now.

It can only be said that Zhang Tieniu's parents are too casual.

"President Zhang, let me confirm again. Right now, in Dahuang College, we are the only two without any resources?"

Ling Yun said.

"Can't be more certain."

Zhang Tieniu said with certainty: "By the way, Ling Yun, you are a master of alchemy and should be very rich. Otherwise, can you lend me some spiritual stones?"

Ling Yun wanted to say, "Dean, are you talking like a human being?"

The majestic Martial Saint actually wants to rob him, a martial sect?

Since Zhang Tieniu was an alcoholic, Ling Yun did not say these words, but instead said: "Then Dahuang College was once glorious, so there must be some inheritance, right?
Chapter completed!