Qian Renxue fell into a dilemma for a moment.
As for Lu Li, there were only three people in total who knew about him: she, Stingray, and She Long.
She did not want any more people to know at all.
However, since Ning Fengzhi asked her, she could not just not say anything. If she did not say, relying on the shrewd and meticulous temperament of her nominal teacher, he would sooner or later sense that something was amiss.
Qian Renxue sighed in her heart. Had she known she would run into Ning Fengzhi upon entering, she would have brought Lu Li another day.
"Teacher, he is a friend I happened to make."
The fake smile on Qian Renxue's face was very fake.
Ning Fengzhi glanced at her, knowing the credibility of this sentence was close to zero, yet he did not ask any further.
Some things, if they wanted to be said, did not require him to ask; the other party would state them.
"Is that so? A person who can be called a friend by you must have rather good innate talent."
Ning Fengzhi smiled without any warmth. Although he was conversing with Qian Renxue, that pair of eyes never left Lu Li's body.
"He's alright, barely acceptable I suppose. After all, geniuses are not cabbages, appearing whenever one wishes to encounter them."
Saying this, Qian Renxue let her gaze fall upon Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong's innate talent is quite good, isn't it? Only twelve years old, and she is already a Soul Grandmaster."
Hearing this, a trace of a smile also appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face.
Indeed, his daughter's innate talent was truly formidable, stronger than even her old father's. It was simply a pity that, much like himself, his daughter was a Support-type Soul Master, and at