Zhao Nu has been around the world for so many years. To be called furious, he must have a very bad temper.
Zhao Nu knew what Jianghu said about him, but he didn't care. Instead, he couldn't help laughing while drinking tea all day long.
Zhao Nu walked through the crowd and walked towards the school grounds, "Ah! Why did Jiangdu float over? Is the White Clothes Festival over like this?"
Zhao Nu was confused and noticed an aura similar to his own, staring in the direction of the altar.
Jiang Du: "Chen Ting!"
Is it you? I feel your breath. I haven't seen you for thousands of years. Are you also demoted to the mortal world?
Zhao Nu stopped.
Jiang Du: "Chen Ting, I really miss you!"
Jiang Du walked toward Zhao Nu as if in love and infatuation, wanting to stroke Zhao Nu's long red hair. Jiang Du's white hair was dancing.
Zhao Nu retreated.
Jiang Du: "Aren't you Chen Ting? How come you smell like Chen Ting?"
Zhao Nu said doubtfully: "Are you a banished immortal? Is the person you are looking for Lai Sheng?"
Jiang Du: "Chen Ting? Lai Sheng? I don't know. Are you willing to take me to find Chen Ting?"
Zhao sighed angrily: "You are so broken that you don't remember who Chen Ting is? I still have to participate in the martial arts performance in red and I can't take you away."
Zhao Nu: (Lai Sheng: My favorite master in this life & Qi Huo: My favorite master in this life)
Concept: Ordinary people are not ordinary