Hua Wuyan’s eyes were wide open. Her question slipped out, "Fuyi, the Lord has never taken on any disciples, and how could she possibly be the one? How did she even come close to being remotely related to the Lord?"
"What I said was that her Kung Fu was related to the Lord; I never said that she was the disciple," said Di Fuyi, softly.
He turned his head towards Gu Xijiu, "Miss Gu, I’d like to know, did you acquire your Kung Fu through your dreams?"
Gu Xijiu had said this before, so she was not going to deny her own words. She nodded in approval, "Yes!"
"Do you remember the appearance of the one who passed on the skills of Kung Fu to you in your dreams? Please describe it with specific details."
"Master, just do as he say! Quick! Quick!" The Firmament Stone was desperately reminding Gu Xijiu in her head.
