"I'm not doing this..."
Early in the morning, Elder Tong shook his head like a rattle drum.
Because Han Yu came to him again.
The Celestial Secret Tower Master is so principled, Han Yu had no other way.
But that didn't stop him from shifting his target to this foul-mouthed elder. As the Artifact Spirit would say, a mosquito's leg is still meat.
This guy might know one or two people, and that would be some kind of gain.
As soon as he got inside and mentioned it, the guy shook his head vigorously.
"Are you afraid, or are you just unwilling?"
Han Yu asked impatiently.
Elder Tong really pondered for a moment before responding seriously.
"I'm afraid; if I do it, and the Tower Master finds out, he'll definitely kick me out. I'm not doing it."
Alright then! Neither daring nor willing.
"You're forcing me."
Han Yu glared at him fiercely, suddenly clenching his fist and thrusting it forward.
