"..."

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller, "Damn it, am I your grandson? Just say it directly and don't let him take revenge. I don't care about his plan to kill me!"

Qian Yexun was also stunned, looked at Xiao Chen, and nodded: "Okay!"

"Old fortune teller, I..."

"What are you? Do you think you are strong just because you can defeat the Emperor? How can you become stronger if I don't put some pressure on you?"

The old fortune teller glared.

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless. He understood. The old fortune teller wanted him to use Qian Yexun as a whetstone!

Qianye Xun also understood what the old fortune teller meant, and he felt angry in his heart, but since he was not as strong as others, it was useless to feel angry.

The most unhappy person was the Emperor.

What does old fortune teller mean?

If you beat your grandson, then you can beat him. What does it mean to take this emperor with you?

Is this emperor weak?

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and Xue Chunqiu were also a little depressed. They were similar in strength to the emperor, so the old fortune teller's words could be regarded as bringing them in.

Fortunately, in the past few days, they had heard Nie Jingfeng say that they were weak so many times that they were already able to resist.

Just when the atmosphere in the reception room was a little strange, the black robe quickly came in and whispered something.
Chapter completed!