C953 Does the Old Man Want to Bet or Not

Yellow Mountain, Big Dipper Fist Sect.

The first cloud of fog in the morning had just drifted over. The disciples who were doing morning lessons in the square were already crowded with people.

On top of the plum blossom stump, Great Master Mo Li, who had just finished his morning exercise, saw Sect Master Mo Duan walking over with a bitter smile on his face