The more Murong Ziqi spoke, the stranger he found the expressions on the faces of Zhao Zetian and her companions. Finally, he stopped. "Do you find something amusing? What is so funny?"
The pressure of his Innate aura surged forth, forcing Zhao Zetian and the others to straighten their expressions.
"Didn't you just say you look to your teacher as if he were your own father?" Mouse Tooth chuckled. "Mr. Wu Tian is so young, yet you wish to be his son. How could we not laugh?"
Zhao Zetian and the others nodded in agreement; that was precisely why they had been looking at Murong Ziqi so strangely.
"What? You're also here for Wu Tian?" Murong Ziqi couldn't help but exclaim, his shout drawing the attention of Murong Yezi, Murong Guangfu, and the others nearby.
Murong Ziqi felt as if he had turned to stone, frozen to the spot.
Murong Guangfu felt as if his head had struck a massive rock, leaving him completely dazed. The other Murong disciples were equally dumbfounded.
