The ghost king had made such a promise…
He would find her whatever she needed in this place!
Even if it was the seed of the spirit source!
And his only request was to become her teacher!
Gosh!
Why would anyone say no to such a generous offer?!
Ranmil's face twisted with jealousy, and she stared at Feng Wu.
How could someone be so lucky? Was she the goddess of luck?!
Right now, all eyes were on Feng Wu.
They were looking forward to her answer and were jealous of her at the same time. Only those who had experienced all these things would understand.
At that critical moment —
"Wait —"
They heard a cold voice.
Someone came out of nowhere and showed up in the hall.
"Master Si Basi!"
The gaunt man wore a kasaya, and his eyes brimmed with radiant vigor.
It was none other than Master Si Basi, the master teacher of the Senal Grassland.
"Master Si Basi —"
