Gaining a Strong Backer

"Master? Over your vapid head! Why should I call you master?! What is so amazing about your mask? Which part of it is good exactly? I could tell it was a mask as soon as I looked at it! The workmanship certainly isn't as refined as you say it is. When you smiled, only the surface of your face seemed to move without any of the muscles supposedly lying below the skin moving along. It didn't look natural at all. Heck, I can make masks which are a hundred times better than yours!" Once she regained her wits about herself, Ling Chuxi began to lecture Mu Liufeng without holding back. 'Was this some kind of joke to him? He wants me to recognize him as a master? Please. What an odd personality he has. Moody and consumed by vanity to the point of death. Who would ever want to be a disciple to such a person?! Why, just a short while earlier he even had the murderous intent to kill me and almost did!'