Xue Qiu trembled in fear, worried that as soon as the ancestor returned, they would ask how he was doing with the Transformation Technique. Quickly, he threw Zhao Tianfang under the bus.
Bai Chuwei's eyes were filled with interest: "You want me to go with you to pay respects to a senior? Are you sure that's what he said?"
Who dares to call themselves a senior in front of her?
Everyone is her junior!
Xue Qiu nodded, his voice immature like a child: "That's what he said in the email; he mentioned someone from Immortal Island..."
The email was unclear, and Xue Qiu even checked on the computer afterward, but found no places with that name.
Bai Chuwei's face showed a smile of interest, whispering with a laugh: "It's been a long time since I've heard of that place."
Even she, the master, almost forgot about it.
