Leng Qingqiu did not stop and continued to think:

"Who do you think would be happiest if I lost?"

Laifu in front of him bowed deeply, touched his head, and suddenly realized:

"Lin Fan! Only this yellow-haired boy will be the happiest, because you have been targeting him recently."

Leng Qingqiu glared: "Huh?"

Laifu was so frightened that he trembled all over and replied timidly: "Discipline...discipline him!"

Both of them set their sights on the troubled Lin Fan.

Leng Qingqiu's teeth were almost broken. He now wanted to run to Lin Fan's room and beat him up.

However, Mo Xuan's words forced him to think about it.

Obviously, if this junior brother helps, Lin Fan's status in this Lingsheng Sect may not be comparable to that of Ling Yuan Cao in the future, and maybe he can be driven away!

The elder doesn't like such a cunning disciple.

Then do it, just to defeat Lin Fan and enjoy the happiness of senior brother again.

Leng Qingqiu felt relieved and leaned on the chair. He put one hand on the armrest and raised the other hand. He said to Laifu:
Chapter completed!