"Okay, okay, I'm kidding you. I don't plan to ask you to jump off your career for the time being. I still have to rely on you to help me do things. You can study what you just passed on. If you can't learn, don't blame me.
Oh, talent is really not something that everyone has.”
The man in the mask looked down on Chuxue... Even though he was wearing a silver mask, Chuxue still deeply felt the deep contempt.
"Don't worry, I will apply what I have learned well and will definitely live up to your old man's sincere regret."[
Chuxue almost said with gritted teeth.
"That's fine. I'll tell you something by the way. Long Mianmo's weakness is...a woman."
"What?"
Chuxue couldn't understand for a moment because the man's thinking was too jumpy.
"Didn't you just say that your swordsmanship is not very good, and your magic affects the competition between Long Mianmo and Sheng Feng?"
"Yeah, yes, so what do you do?"
"Do you know how Long Mianmo was sent to Tianshan?"
"If you have something to say, say something and say nothing, let it go, don't hide it all." Chuxue hates such people the most.