"Hehehe, first elder, you really don't have a bottom line. You're a little shameless ..." F * ck, another old man came over with a dry laugh.
It was a skinny old man who looked unremarkable.
He was dressed in ordinary clothes and shoes, and even his head was tied with a dirty but frosty grass rope.
If it wasn't for his clean and tidy robe, Tang Wen would have thought that he was a malnourished beggar.
"Head Dean Lin, you've come at the right time. We were just discussing the matter of taking in a disciple." Luo Shichen saw that his Savior had arrived.
We can't do anything to you, ding Jingzong, but Lin Yifeng is the head Dean. He can ... So, she quickly said.
"Chief Dean Lin is here. I haven't seen him for more than a year. He heard that he had just come out of seclusion, so his strength must have increased greatly.
Dean Lin has only accepted three disciples in his life, and the number is the least. If you can do as he sees fit, you'll be his last disciple.