"Master, are you alright" Chen Mu looked alert. When had his master ever been so kind There must be a trick to it.,"You good-for-nothing brat, you still haven't learned to be respectful You're eighteen now, it's time you packed your things and left this mountain. Don't bother me anymore." The old man’s face was full of fake kindness as he blew his beard and glared with a mocking smile.,She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, delicately sculpted like a porcelain doll. Like Ji Wan Yun, she had long, glossy black hair, appearing ethereal and otherworldly.。