Jiang... Uncle Master Jiang?
Everyone present counted as one.
At this moment, they all fell into a state of petrification.
The prodigy they could never reach, who was like a female emperor of their generation.
Actually called the trash without a Spirit Root, whom they looked down upon, Uncle Master?
Liu Qingxian's eyes widened.
Her mind was incredibly chaotic, even somewhat questioning her life.
She knew Jiang Fan's background better than anyone else.
How could he have any relation to Xia Chaoge, whom she admired?
And even be respectfully called... Uncle Master by Xia Chaoge!
She thought she knew Jiang Fan very well, but looking at him now, he seemed like a stranger.
Jiang Fan was also momentarily stunned by the sudden greeting.
He then realized that it was most likely Shangguan Sheng's doing, and with a slight smile, he nodded:
"No need to be so formal, you may sit as well."
Xia Chaoge lightly nodded her slender chin and obediently sat beside Jiang Fan.
