"May I ask why Elder Rascal has suddenly paid a visit to the Demon Sect?" asked Luo Fan.
Elder Rascal took a drag on his dry tobacco pipe, his face showing displeasure as he said, "Damn, can't I come if I have nothing to do?"
"Hehe, no, no, Elder Rascal's presence at the Demon Sect is our good fortune, of course we welcome you!" Luo Fan put on a fake smile, then made a gesture with his hands and said, "Please!"
"No need for that, in a while when I speak my mind, you'll probably want to chase me away!" joked the old beggar.
"Hehe, then I am all ears to hear the details!" Luo Fan laughed.
"Cut the crap, stop with the pretense!"
The old beggar took another puff from his pipe, exhaled slowly, smoke swirling around him, and said, "I'm here today for two things, first; to back up my sworn grandson!"
Sworn grandson?
Ye Wudao was startled, his gaze shifting to the old beggar, and he was instantly dumbfounded, "Elder beggar, what are you saying?"
