Su Qiuning stared wide-eyed.
She looked unblinkingly at the young boy, who was clearly two years younger than herself.
Stammering, she said, "Are you... a novice? Haven't you taken a master yet?"
"How is this possible?"
Jiang Fan harvested high-grade herbs with such skill that it couldn't have been cultivated without the guidance of a top-level master, could it?
Also, the technique used in refining the Black Soul Bone Healing Ointment earlier was complex and mysterious.
There were many steps she couldn't understand the principle behind.
Could he do this without the guidance of a renowned master?
If he said he was a secret apprentice of the Medicine Peak Master, she would have believed it.
But Jiang Fan claimed he was a novice!
A novice who had not yet taken a master!
Frankly speaking, novices brought back by the elders and then left in the plaza were all discarded disciples.
Ninety-nine percent of them would be Outer Sect disciples in the future.