Crazy Guy from the Mental Hospital

"You really want to be my disciple?"

Loong Fei was speechless as he looked at the breakfast in Shangguan Hong's hand. He wondered if this guy was made of glass. Could it be that he had taken a fancy to him?

Thinking of this, Loong Fei felt goosebumps all over his body. At the same time, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"Master, I really want to be your disciple. I admire you so much. " If you are willing to accept me as your disciple and teach me martial arts, I will definitely show you respect. "

Seeing that Loong Fei seemed to be interested, Shangguan Hong immediately beamed with joy. He quickly came forward and said politely to Loong Fei.

"You want to acknowledge me as your master, but I don't want to accept you as my disciple! You have seen that disciple who is hindering my master from picking up girls."