Old Long had known before that Tu Hongwu was very cunning, but it had always been about scheming against his disciple, so he didn't feel much.
But at this moment, he really had the urge to kill Tu Hongwu.
The main thing is he doesn't dare to, he can't risk his life and the entire Dragon Race against this old guy.
"Hey, hey, hey, brother, let's talk this through, there's no need to do this, I'll take this whip for you first, and this knife isn't safe either, I'll just take care of this hammer too..."
A moment later, there was already a pile of weapons at Old Long's feet. As the second Artisan God of the Human Race, Tu Hongwu really had a lot of weapons.
"Brother, you're making it hard for me, it's not that I don't want to let you out, it's just that it's really dangerous out there, if something happens to you, I can't bear that responsibility.
You know your disciple's, um, personality."
