Neither of our masters arrived, so we could only wait at the door and chat for a few words.

About twenty minutes passed.

Two online taxis arrived one after the other.

Immediately afterwards, I saw two little old men walking out of two cars.

It is none other than my and Mo Ting’s master.

My master was wearing a gray tunic suit, holding his pipe in his mouth and carrying a sword pouch in his hand.

Master Mo Ting, on the other hand, is a bit high-profile.

Wearing a yellow Yin Yang Taoist robe, he also wore a yellow crown and held a big wine gourd.

Carrying a mahogany giant sword on his back, it was as wide as two palms and looked very outrageous.

As soon as the two people got out of the car, they looked at each other at the same time and spat on the ground in displeasure.
Chapter completed!