Ask for Immortality

A chubby little fellow in an Outer Sect robe, adorned with expensive jade ornaments and with small eyes and a plump face, accompanied by two or three attendants, found the ink painter engrossed in his work behind a stone.,The little chubby boy looked left and right, seeing no figure of the sect instructor, he then mumbled timidly:,The slender young master sneered, “You’re telling me that just because your family background isn’t as good as mine, you don’t have as many spirit stones, and your array formations are better than mine, it means I’m stupid and inferior to others What’s so great about that”。