"Who did you say your master is?"
"My master, Xie Xuanyi!"
"Say it again?"
"My master, Xie Xuanyi!"
"..."
Xie Xuanyi looked at the little creature with its head held high before him and didn't know what to say, rubbing his brow as he fell into thought.
After awakening in Yuzhu Town, his Divine Sea occasionally felt pain.
He must have lost some memories.
But... however much he'd lost, he shouldn't have inexplicably gained such a disciple.
This little creature, he had absolutely no recollection of.
"What is your name?"
Xie Xuanyi asked with a complex expression.
"Duan, only name Zhao, styled Chang Chuan!"
The youth's voice remained sonorous and strong as he drew his heavy sword, preparing to strike again.
"Wait, just wait..."
Xie Xuanyi hurriedly waved his hand, signaling to pause.
Duan Zhao was more respectful than he had anticipated, obediently releasing the hand that gripped the heavy sword.
"Duan Zhao..."
Xie Xuanyi was certain; he had never met this youth before.
