Little Taotie cocked his head, chewing the mushrooms in his mouth before swallowing them down. Then, he freed his mouth to answer, "It won't work, I already have a master!"
"Who?" The man rolled up his sleeves, ready for a fight, "I'll go defeat him!"
"My master is in the Shaolin Temple. Can you beat the Eighteen Arhats?" asked Little Taotie, curious.
The man slowly let his sleeves down and removed his mask, revealing his true face.
A high-bridged nose, well-defined lips, a pair of deep eyes—he was an exceedingly handsome man.
He silently began eating the mushrooms in his bowl, no longer speaking.
Just as Qin Xin breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the man lay down his chopsticks, slowly wipe his mouth, and say, "It doesn't matter. Within the Mysterious Sect, it's common for one person to have several masters at the same time. Wouldn't it be great to have one more master teaching you skills?"
Little Taotie: "..."
