Uncle-Master?
Seeing Ji Huai tacitly accept the title, Qin Chuan looked at the young man who had walked out with him with some surprise.
Without any intention to explain, Ji Huai gathered a spear in his hand and threw it to Li Nianzhu, clapping Qin Chuan on the shoulder, "Watch first, and soon it will be your turn."
Qin Chuan nodded seriously.
He stepped back several meters and watched Ji Huai walk ten meters away to face Li Nianzhu from a distance.
With the spear in hand, Li Nianzhu seemed like a transformed person; the refined air about him vanished in a flash, and his slightly squinting eyes gave Qin Chuan a chill as if being targeted by a snake.
"Uncle-Master, be careful," Li Nianzhu shouted lowly, propelling himself forward with a push from his feet, his rather slender figure darting out like a cheetah.
