"Alright, let me think of a place."
The two arrived at the base of Mountain Ling, where Wang Xinyi was already waiting.
"Mr. Song." Wang Xinyi greeted courteously.
Yang Yushi looked at Song Xiaodong, her expression somewhat varied, as if angry, surprised, and curious.
"Xiaodong, who is this?" Yang Yushi deliberately stood a little closer to Song Xiaodong.
"This is Wang Xinyi, my teacher." Song Xiaodong introduced.
"This is Miss Yang, Yang Yushi."
"Hello."
Wang Xinyi and Yang Yushi shook hands, each with hidden intentions.
"Xiaodong said you're his teacher?" Yang Yushi asked Wang Xinyi.
"Well, not really. I just teach him some cultivation methods. It should be called 'Master,' but that sounds too old and unpleasant." Wang Xinyi also knew how to joke.
"Hahaha, indeed, 'teacher' sounds better." Yang Yushi turned back with a puzzled expression.
