Seeing that their master and Jiang Ming were already fighting, the three old men decided not to intervene and just watched from the side.
They vaguely remembered that their master had not sparred with others for a long time. Getting a chance to stretch his legs sounded fun.
Jiang Ming felt that Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was going easy on him and could not help but be confused. "Why did you go easy on me?"
Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong did not expect Jiang Ming to see through it. He could not help but feel awkward. Then, he secretly said in his heart, "Don't say it out loud. Don't let my three disciples think that I treat you very well. I'm being nice to you! Reciprocate my kindness!"
On the surface, he said, "How could I go easy on you? I hate you so much! I would never go easy on you."
In the end, Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was clearly stubborn, but there was a calculative hint in his eyes. It was obvious that he had other plans.