Tian Yuan Continent, Xiao Changtian's courtyard.
Standing in front of Xiao Changtian, Futian was stunned when he heard Xiao Changtian's words.
Master? Didn't he already have a master?
Could it be that his master despised his talent and wanted to expel him from the sect?
With that thought in mind, Futian quickly walked up to Xiao Changtian.
He hugged Xiao Changtian's arms and said slowly,"
"Master, I don't want you to find a master. I still want to learn from you."
Xiao Changtian was putting his sword into the bamboo basket.
Seeing Futian like this, he felt a little uncomfortable.
During this period of time in the courtyard, he had more or less developed feelings for these disciples.
Thinking about how Futian was going to leave her, she still felt a little reluctant.
However, in the cultivation world, the strong were respected.
He was just a small mortal.
