"Senior Jialouluo, could you please put Chi Hong down first?"
Jialouluo nodded and casually placed Chi Hong on the ground.
Regaining his freedom, Chi Hong clung to Chen Jiuge's leg, wanting to complain about the grievances he had suffered during this time.
"This is a first-generation Evil Ghost. The True Realm no longer has first-generation Evil Ghosts. Where exactly did you get it!" Jialouluo said deeply.
"First-generation Evil Ghost?" Chen Jiuge was a little surprised. Are there different generations of Evil Ghosts? Doesn't that make Chi Hong the ancestor of Jialouluo and others?
As if knowing what Chen Jiuge was thinking, Jialouluo said flatly, "Evil Ghosts only care about strength, not seniority, so where exactly did this little thing come from!"
"And you have almost a hundred Evil Ghosts in your city, and their bloodline is almost not weaker than third-generation bloodlines. Don't tell me you cultivated them all."
