C181 Kowloon king

"Disciple?"

Yao Yuan thought that he had heard wrongly.

Early in the morning, before he could even wash his face, the old man had arrived.

"Old man, don't joke around. I can't stand joking around. If you scare me like that, then you'll be responsible."

Yao Yuan knew that the identity of this old man must not be simple. After all