Ruan Shushu lost the competition tonight and got a harsh slap in the face; her mood was extremely bad.
When she received Pei Hong's call, her heart skipped a beat, feeling a little scared.
Seeing Pei Hong's serious expression, maybe because of her guilty conscience, she felt a chill in her heart.
"Master."
Pei Hong sat at the podium, his gaze probing, "Was your Fuxi Finger Technique taught by Xia Weibao?"
The straightforward question made Ruan Shushu's face turn pale.
She had expected Pei Hong to ask her why she lost, or why Yan Yuexian knew the Fuxi Finger Technique.
But never imagined it would be about Xia Weibao.
Ruan Shushu's hands and feet were cold, swallowing in fear.
Her eyes were full of terror.
Pei Hong knew that Xia Weibao taught her the Fuxi Finger Technique, what about the video, does he know it too?
Thinking of the consequences if Pei Hong knew about the video, she felt her vision darken, unable to stand.
