As soon as Lu Wanfeng opened his mouth, Master Sumiao waved her hand dismissively yet firmly, "Wan Feng, shut your mouth."
Then she turned to Feng Jun, nodding with satisfaction, "You do have the guts, no wonder Ji Buseng gave you a Talented Scholars Plaque."
Your relationship with Ji Buseng makes me feel extremely confused, Feng Jun suddenly felt like his head was going to explode.
He wasn't afraid of being overpowered by the other party; instead, it was this kind of messy relationship that more easily made him feel helpless.
If he felt it was chaotic, he might as well clear it up quickly, he smiled, "I haven't completely rejected Master Busheng."
Master Sumiao snorted softly, "He can't win you over. I'm a bit curious about what kind of background you have..."
Before she had finished talking, a faint yet overwhelmingly powerful Divine Sense enveloped him.
And once this Divine Sense was released, it stretched out for over ten miles... perhaps even more.
