Sikong Dou was so angry that he was foaming at the mouth.
"Damn, you're really good at making things up, I almost believed a little bit..."
"Do you really think I'm stupid? Do you two think that my 8,000 years of experience in Jianghu have all gone to a dog's brain? Huh?!"
Sikong Dou roared.
Sikong Ye helplessly turned his head to look at Fang Che.
Fang Che sighed, "Didn't I say we couldn't fool him?"
Sikong Ye also sighed, "If we can't fool him, we can't fool him. What can we do? It's not just you; even compared to him, I'm still young. He has enough experience in Jianghu and is more insightful about human relationships. Our little tricks are seen through at a glance. Although it's surprising, it's normal."
Fang Che said dejectedly, "With our experience, playing tricks and scheming in front of such an experienced old hand is really... sigh, laughable."
