Chen Feng looked at Feng Chengcheng, talking slowly only after carefully choosing his words, "Your bloodline is different from that of ordinary people, it is highly suitable for cultivation. How about accepting me as your mentor? I'll guide you on your cultivation journey. Are you interested?"
"Cultivation?"
Feng Chengcheng was stunned.
Then, Feng Chengcheng couldn't help but laugh, "Big Brother, are you kidding me?"
"I'm not joking. It's all about cultivation." Chen Feng said seriously.
Feng Chengcheng looked at Chen Feng, her expression gradually becoming more solemn.
She was doubting if there was something wrong with Chen Feng's brain.
But she didn't dare to voice out this suspicion. Instead, she just looked at Chen Feng with a bewildered gaze.
This was expected by Chen Feng. After all, Feng Chengcheng was an ordinary individual who grew up in a bustling metropolis. If someone were to talk to her about cultivation, she would certainly not believe it.
