This Teacher Is Quite Proper

"You all insist on doing this?"

Su Tianming stared coldly at the crowd, his face expressionless.

"Then don't blame me!"

"Immortal Art: Disciples, come forth!"

As Su Tianming formed a hand seal, beams of light appeared one after another.

"Your disciples pay their respects, Master!"

The crowd's expressions changed dramatically at the sight.

Su Tianming let out a cold laugh.

If a problem can be solved by using people, then it isn't a problem.