Fire Nether's expression instantly turned cold, as he said expressionlessly, "Sorry, I have no intention of leaving my master."
Uttering the words 'my master' put himself in a lower position.
Yet Fire Nether spoke it with complete composure, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
Xie Yan's smile stiffened on his face, and he instinctively glanced at the Golden Dragon Sword Venerable.
Nowadays.
Among the three Sword Masters of Cangming Sword Sect, Qingxiao Sword Venerable, due to Ling Jue's incident, was ultimately affected, whether in reputation or authority, was far less than before.
Spirit Stream Sword Master only had one direct disciple, she merely managed her own limited affairs, not caring much about Sword Sect's business.
Now.
The only Sword Master frequently appearing was none other than the Golden Dragon Sword Venerable, who had been in seclusion before.
This time digging at Ye Wu's foundation was also hinted at by the Golden Dragon Sword Venerable.
