C1137 Nangong War!

Looking at Fu Guangtinng's lonely expression, Du Shaomu felt helpless.

This guy was quite sincere. It wasn't a big deal to give him a few pointers when he was free. After all, he was an honorary disciple of his own.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle."

Fu Guangtinng, who was still feeling lonely a moment ago, instantly beamed with happiness