Old Man Zhuge saw the gray-clad elder repeatedly apologizing and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed himself.
He rubbed his hands together awkwardly and said, "No problem, no problem."
However, right after he spoke, Chu Yi noticed a sly grin flash across Old Man Zhuge's face.
"This old fox."
Chu Yi muttered under his breath. The next second, Old Man Zhuge's hands shot out so fast they were a blur.
In the blink of an eye, all the good stuff on the gray-clad elder was swiped clean by him.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yi dared not linger a second longer.
He hurriedly turned to flee at full speed.
"Hey! Brat, where are you running off to?"
Chu Yi had barely taken a few steps when Old Man Zhuge grabbed him like a chick and dragged him back.
But as Old Man Zhuge got a closer look at Chu Yi, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Huh? It's you?"
Evidently, Old Man Zhuge had a deep impression of him.
