Zhi'er pouted, trying hard to recall.
Mother said, she's just an ordinary Heavenly Daoist Lady.
The little one truthfully shook her head: "Mother is not well-known here."
Master let out a couple of chuckles: "Why don't you tell us her name, maybe we all have heard of her."
"After all, anyone who can teach a child like this must be an extraordinary woman."
He was determined to get to the bottom of it.
As if he wanted to publicly expose Bai Zhi'er's lie, making her seem like a fraud to be ridiculed.
The scheming light in Master's eyes made his expression even more sinister.
Bai Zhi'er became increasingly displeased and tried to hide even more behind Fang Wushen.
Her two little hands tightly gripping Fang Wushen's sleeve.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Second Master, accompanied by several disciples, respectfully led Feng Fuce past.
When he sensed a familiar aura, Feng Fuce halted his steps.
He turned his head, his cold gaze looking at the little one in the classroom.
