A single sentence wiped the smug expression right off Real Person Yuding's face, turning his complexion the color of pig liver.
He shot Weining a wry look, then turned to Yang Jian, and through gritted teeth demanded, "Then how do you know he isn't a good disciple?"
Yang Jian laughed at this. He immediately turned his head and locked eyes with Real Person Yuding with a hint of teasing amusement. "If he really were a good disciple, he wouldn't be running all over the mountains, chased by all those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!"
Chapter 131