Shenlongmen, after the hall, Zou Wuya frowned and looked at the Taoist priests in front of him. He said in a faint voice, "what do you think?"

"what else do you need to think? It's hard for this boy to do such a dirty thing! "

a white bearded Taoist priest twisted his eyebrows and glared at Zou Wuya, shouting loudly. His spit was almost on Zou Wuya's face.

looking at the old way, Zou Wuya didn't speak. He just thought to himself, "what am I calling this old man for?"

turning around, Zou Wuya looked at other people again: "what do you think?"

Zhou Ruo said with a wry...