What the hell?
The moment he saw how serious Tongtian looked,
Lu Feng was stunned.
What was this all about now?
What was he doing?
Why had he suddenly turned so serious?
That left Lu Feng utterly baffled.
Then, staring blankly at Tongtian before him, Lu Feng said:
"Uh... go ahead and ask?"
Then a look of grief and indignation suddenly rose on Tongtian's face.
"Tell your master, have you... found someone else?"
Pfft!
Hearing that, Lu Feng couldn't help sputtering.
"Can you talk normally?"
This time, Tongtian looked at Lu Feng and asked in all seriousness.
Tongtian said:
"Tell me, besides me, do you have another master?"
At those words,
Lu Feng froze.
Then he felt rather bewildered.
He reached out and felt Tongtian's forehead.
Then he felt his own.
Then he nodded.
"You've got a fever. It's fried your brain. Why else would you be spouting nonsense?"
Tongtian: "..."
Lu Feng said:
"What are you thinking? Another master, my ass! Even if I wanted to learn from someone, who could manage something like this?"
Lu Feng pointed at the spiritual roots and spirit herbs as he asked.
Tongtian froze too.
Then he thought about it for a long time.
And figured it out.
That did make sense.
Even if Lu Feng wanted to learn, nobody could teach him!
Once he understood that, things became much clearer.
But there was still another point.
After figuring that out, he was even more confused.
That meant Lu Feng had learned all this on his own.
This was no longer merely exceptional talent, but peerless talent.
But... with such peerless talent, why didn't you show it sooner?
If you'd shown it early on, would I, your master, have had to go to all that trouble?
At that moment,
resentment appeared in Tongtian's