"Dusty boy? It looks like a fork. Why haven't I heard of you before? Chen Jiu stared doubtfully at the past, and his days of hiding in the magic Shrine were not too short. Even the first god-son had battled against the sky. He had never heard of the man in front of him.

"Dusty dude is not good fame and fortune, ordinary people certainly do not know him, but dusty dusty dude belongs to the reincarnation of the Lord God, your son will surely die!" Several female students immediately showed off by bullying others.

"Oh? I despise you for the reincarnation of the Lord God! After Chen Jiu listened,...