Zhurì's brow twitched, and she said softly, "Which one? Um, could you tell me, were these teachers you mentioned teachers who taught her at school when she was a student?"
Tulan said, "Oh, of course not. She found them all herself outside. She just loves doing this sort of thing."
Zhurì's voice grew even softer. "About how many teachers does she have?"
But Tulan did not answer the question. She had received a warning from the Zaijiu Arbiter...
Yet the elf mistook her silence for something else. After several seconds of silence, she smiled.
Elves were beautiful to begin with. When she smiled sincerely, the sharp, aggressive aura around her temporarily faded, and her beauty was unleashed.
At least, Tulan, who was a sucker for good looks, had a very favorable impression of the elf. She leaned closer and asked, "What are you smiling about?"
Zhurì slowly drew the longsword from her back. "Oh, I just thought I was hilarious."
She had gone through so much trouble to find her apprentice...
Who would have thought? Really, who would have thought?
Tulan: ...Oh no. She had messed up.
Was this teacher really that bad-tempered?!!
None of the previous teachers had been like this...
She immediately flew in front of Yu Xunge and shielded her, racking her brains as she explained, "I remember now. You're the one she mentioned, um, the most important teacher in her life, right?"
The elf's smile grew even brighter, and she nodded solemnly. "Mm! Go on."
At that moment, another curtain of water unfolded behind the elf, and someone who looked very mild-tempered stepped through it.
She had black hair that reached her ankles, lead-gray eyes, exquisite features and bone structure, and a smile in her eyes and at the corners of her lips that immediately made