At the female teacher's exaggerated expression, the corners of Zhao Ling's mouth twitched wildly, but he did not show his displeasure.
He asked again who the owner of that Nether Civet Martial Soul was.
Only then did the female teacher recover and hurriedly tell Zhao Ling that the girl was named Zhu Zhuyun.
What? That big~busted~kitty??? Zhao Ling did not even have the courage to verify it before turning to leave the training grounds.
But the girl's dissatisfied voice reached his ears.
"Master, why not watch a little longer? Don't you love looking at Yun'er? Go on, keep looking.
"You were staring without blinking just now, but now that you know it's me, you're turning tail?"
"Uh..." Zhao Ling turned toward the girl's teasing face, his own covered in an awkward smile.
"Miss, have you mistaken me for someone else? I don't think I know you..."
"Oh, stop it, Master. Didn't Yun'er tell you before?
"No matter how you change your appearance, that unique presence of yours draws Yun'er in. You can't hide it..."
Zhu Zhuyun slowly approached Zhao Ling, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, filled with longing.
"Don't-don't call me Master. When I took you and your sister as disciples, I was only fooling around."
Zhao Ling hurriedly shook his head like a rattle drum.
He recalled how, three years ago, he had gone running to the Star Luo Empire to see what the Hell Spirit Cat Clan's two beautiful sisters actually looked like.
Of course, Zhao Ling could not possibly visit the Hell Spirit Cat Clan with his real appearance.
After all, his original appearance had long since become known throughout the Douluo Continent.
Any family with even a little influence knew his identity and appearance.
If he visited the Hell Spirit Cat Clan looking like himself,