Wushang was busy connecting with his little grand-disciple, so how could he spare any attention for his disciple?
However, nearly half an hour had passed beyond the agreed time, and Feng Lan still hadn't arrived. Nine times out of ten, she was off fighting someone.
Wushang knew his eldest disciple's temper all too well: if words failed, and she couldn't use her sword, she'd use her fists.
Chapter 192