Wanjing Cave.
Hu Buwei looked helplessly at Lu Han, who had a full beard in front of him.
"I really haven't started a new business."
"I don't believe it!" Lu Han was resolute.
"A Daoist Soldier Apprentice told me he bought a Secret Transmission of the Demon Dispel Skill from you."
"And that guy's Demon Dispel Skill really improved dramatically in a short time."
"What do you have to say for this?"
I... I don't know.
Hu Buwei was utterly confused.
"Old Man Hu, Elder Hu, I didn't expect you to still be hiding the practice secrets of the Demon Dispel Skill."
"This concerns the speed of Daoist Soldier training and can greatly affect the Daoist Cultivation acquisition of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect."
"How could you hide this from us just for a little White Jade!" Lu Han was indignant.
"This matter has spread in our circle, and you must give an explanation."
I am really wronged.
Hu Buwei was aggrieved.
