The old man walked with his hands behind his back, and stopped in front of Fengjiu, pretending to be a master: "Little bastard, do you know that I am very powerful?"
"Yes, I know." Fengjiu nodded decisively.
Seeing that he responded so straightforwardly, the old man's next words were choked in his throat and he couldn't say them. He stared at him and asked, "Do you really know? Do you know what kind of existence I am in the Xingyun Immortal Sect?"
"Yes, I know. It's the sect's Taishan." She said with a smile, which was in sharp contrast to the old man's glare.
"When the sect leader sees me, he must respectfully address me as senior brother." He stroked his beard with one hand and spoke, looking like a master.
"Yeah, I know." She still nodded with a smile.
"If you know that, why are you still unwilling to take me as your master?" he said with his eyes wide open.
Seeing how persistent he was, Fengjiu sighed, "I already have a master."
"Your master? Who is he? Is he some old weirdo from one of the four great immortal sects?" He thought, for such a good candidate, his master should also have some background.
"You don't know my master."
Feng Jiu shook her head and said, "The remains of her master Chu Batian have been in the underwater secret house for decades, but in the lower reaches of the continent, the older generation knows that he is a well-known figure, but it is strange that they would know about him in the upper reaches."
"Someone the old man doesn't know?" Hearing this, Hun Yuanzi was startled and said with a strange look in his eyes, "Those the old man doesn't know are all unknown people. Could it be that your master is not a big shot? Just a nobody who is mentioned once in a while?"
Feng Jiu smiled slightly: "No matter what kind of person he is, he is still a person. The world is so big, and there are so many hidden masters. Do you dare to say that you know them all?"
Hearing this, the old man choked and was speechless. There were many powerful people in the hidden world, and he certainly didn't know any of them, but how could this cunning and unruly boy be the disciple of some powerful person in the hidden world
The two of them were chatting here, and the people over there had already lit a fire and called them over. The old man walked back to the fire with his hands behind his back and sat down, while Fengjiu jumped onto the tree on tiptoe and leaned on a branch to rest.
"Xiaojiu, don't you want to come down and eat something by the fire?" Chai Feng asked as he came under the tree.
"No need, I have some food here." Fengjiu said in the tree, taking out the wine and taking a sip.
Seeing this, Chai Feng took out his dry food and threw it onto the tree: "Here, take it, this is for you."
Fengjiu took it and said, "Thank you."
Chai Feng smiled, then walked back to the fire and chatted with everyone.
Fengjiu was resting with her eyes squinted, and when she felt the branch move slightly, she opened her eyes and saw Zhuo Junyue leaning on a branch not far away, holding a sword in his hands and also squinting his eyes.
Seeing this, she withdrew her gaze and went to sleep separately. Originally, she thought she could have a good night's rest, but in the middle of the night, she heard a noise, so she opened her eyes and sat up quickly.
At the same time, Zhuo Junyue, who was on the same tree, also opened his eyes and sat up. After glancing at Fengjiu, he looked around. Hunyuanzi, who was resting by the fire under the tree, had also noticed the movement and instinctively looked towards the tree where Fengjiu was. He was surprised to see that he had also woken up.