C1066 There's No One Who Doesn't Want to be My Disciple

Xiaolee casually threw the beard in his hand onto the ground.

"Woo woo — My beard!"

Weird Old Man squatted on the ground and held his beard in pain.

"You stinking brat!"

He looked up angrily and glared at Xiaolee.

"You …"

When he saw the scar on Xiaolee's arm, his eyes widened in shock.

"You, you, you!"

"My fire phoenix!"

Before Weird Old Man could avenge his beard