Chu Yifeng sneered internally. Han Yuwen was still trying to test him at this time.
He flicked his long hair, "Junior Sister, we've followed our teacher for so many years. Do you want the teacher to see that you've regressed to being useless?"
To Wu Dao, a useless chess piece was destined to die!
If Han Yuwen gave Wu Dao that impression, Wu Dao would dare to kill her immediately, then place another soul into her body to take her place!
Han Yuwen shivered, cold sweat streaming down her back, "What are you talking about, Senior Brother? How could I possibly regress? I'll take you to the teacher!"
In order to prove she hadn't regressed or become a waste, Han Yuwen quickened her pace, leading Chu Yifeng up the mountain.
Chu Yifeng snorted coldly and followed behind her.
Han Yuwen was not completely useless to him – for instance, he had never been to Wu Dao's palace.
