Chen Yang glanced at Zhuge Futu, then nonchalantly said:
"This guy, I could squash him dead with just one finger. What help could he possibly be if he followed me? On the contrary, by listening to Grandfather and Uncle's commands, he might be of some slight use."
Zhuge Futu's face was covered in cold sweat.
Truly, this is the heir of the Venerable.
To think that Zhuge Futu, a legendary figure in Jiangnan Province, is nothing but a fart in Chen Yang's eyes.
Such is the mettle and breadth of vision of the Venerable's heir!
In the end, Long Shenfeng had no choice but to follow Chen Yang's suggestion.
Turning to face Zhuge Futu, he bowed with clasped hands and smiled:
"From now on, I hope for Senior Zhuge's guidance."
He is not Chen Yang; naturally, he dared not show the same disrespect as Chen Yang when facing Zhuge Futu.
After all, this man is the number one expert in Jiangnan Province!
