Wushuang Left His Words, Consolidating Swords into a Bead!

Ning Teng forced a smile, "These three questions may seem ordinary, but they caused me to be in a dilemma for a month before I finally realized what they mean.

That was also how I comprehended a sliver of sword intent. Therefore, I'm indebted to that young man for teaching me and clearing my doubts. It would not be too much for me to call him master."

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and could not help but ask, "Oh yes, did that young man come along? I want to thank him in person!"

Ning Ruolan's eyes turned red. She wanted to say something by instinct, but Ye Chen shook his head and said, "Wushuang has left far away to cultivate. You can thank him when there's a chance in the future!"

"That's true. How could such an outstanding young man be limited to a small place like Jinling?" Ning Teng shook his head and smiled. Subsequently, he turned around and walked to a stone door. He took out a tiger-shaped pendant from his pocket.