All those claiming to be the patriarch's direct disciples must have their identities verified.
Even the disciple of Fuqi is not exempt, although Fuqi's disciple is somewhat special.
Even with an identity check, nothing special can be found.
Moreover, his disciple is now considered to be the direct disciple of Celestial Monarch Xu.
"Understood, you can get lost now." Tang Qingqing snorted coldly.
She was calculating her plan and was determined not to let Mo Lin have his identity verified.
It would definitely be exposed.
But she had already thought of a countermeasure.
Just a word: face soldiers with generals, and water with earth.
Fuqi came here just to inform Tang Qingqing about Mo Lin having his identity verified.
Fuqi turned around and left directly; staying here would only be self-humiliating.
Time ticked by second by second.
Unknowingly, night had fallen.
Tang Qingqing had unknowingly stood for more than eight hours, with her palms sweating.
