Chapter 85: Hand-clapping Ritual

Silence.

The silence was Master Ju's embarrassment.

A vein visibly pulsed on Chen Xuan's forehead, suspecting that the young guide next to him was missing a few braincells.

If he didn't want to introduce the name, why did he needlessly blabber earlier? It could easily cause a misunderstanding!

Besides, they had been in the training camp for several days now, surely I should recognize who the Master is?

There was real turmoil in Chen Xuan's mind, but he maintained the deep bow. He didn't dare to lift his head.

Or rather, he didn't want to confront the situation...

"Your bootlicking is creative, even imitating the title of 'Ju Xia,' even adding a prefix."

Seeing that the two in front of him had no intention to explain, Frostwind King decided to give himself an out.

"Not at all?"

The young man blinked to correct him, "I think he just mistakenly said the wrong ..."

'Crack!'

The teacup that was filled with cracks now snapped, crumbling into dust.