"..."
Even after envisioning countless scenarios, Luo Qingtong had not anticipated the turn of events before her.
It was one thing to encounter the Nine-layered Array Formation imbued with the aura of the Saint Realm, but now this Song Cheng mentor, upon casually asking her class affiliation, intended to take her as a disciple on behalf of a friend?
Luo Qingtong's lips twitched slightly.
"I apologize, Mentor Song Cheng, but I have no interest in becoming someone else's disciple. I am here to learn the Engraving Technique from you."
Up until a moment ago, Song Cheng had been looking at Luo Qingtong with an eye of "an old friend's disciple," but hearing her words, his expression suddenly changed, withdrawing all affability from his face.
"Engraving?" His gaze upon Luo Qingtong turned icy, "Who told you?"
The congeniality and continued nodding of the old man who'd praised her was seemingly a figment of Luo Qingtong's imagination.
