If it were any other day,
the two disciples wouldn't be shocked into a daze.
But today, after a day of searching for their master, they found him sharing a room with a strange little girl!
Zhiwei couldn't help but size up this little girl.
Judging by her age, she should be older than both her and Qing Jun, just recently coming of age.
Her appearance is almost flawless.
But she seemed to be unwell, sitting in a wheelchair, expressionless, with vacant eyes, especially her pupils, which seemed hollow.
Could it be...
a fool with impaired senses?
Master, bullying a fool?
"Zhiwei, Qing Jun? Are you looking for Master for something?"
Chen Ye asked seriously, simultaneously placing his fingers on Lin Jin's pulse, probing carefully.
After the earlier incident, how could this poor little girl show even the slightest resistance?
She simply lowered her eyes, allowing Chen Ye to touch her wrist.
"Crunch crunch..."
Qing Jun puffed up her fair little face, grinding her teeth loudly.
