C91 Uncle Li Who Sold Antiques

"Pfft!" Qingyao directly gave me a disgusted expression. After laughing, he slowly retracted his hand and used his hand to gently scratch his neck. He then slightly narrowed his eyes into a line. "You want me to be your master? What do you want me to do? Teach you how to catch ghosts?"

But... Isn't that right?

"I won't teach." Seeing me nod my head