C167 Catch the Fleas for the Ancestor

"Gah?"

Feng Yi and the Nine-spirit Taoist were utterly dumbfounded. They had been summoned with such gravity just to catch fleas on this old fellow?

Damn, this old man was treating me like free labor. Can't I handle something as simple as flea-catching myself?

"Bad Boy, if I could do it myself, would I need you?"

It was as if the True Dragon could read Feng Yi's mind