At the instant that voice rang out, two black lines popped up on Lu Lin's forehead.
You've got to be kidding me, Master Cui Baohe, do you really have that much free time.
Weren't you supposed to be cold and indifferent, anti-social, and totally out of sync with everyone.
How come you're everywhere I go.
Earlier, when he was talking with Zou Butong, Cui Baohe was eavesdropping on the side, and even chimed in.
Now the Refining Star Treasure Appreciation Conference is already over, Mi Yue is just saying a few words to Lu Lin here, and this Master pops out again.
"Master Cui, this disciple understands."
However, Mi Yue's reaction was different from Lu Lin's.
Hearing Master Cui Baohe's voice, a trace of surprise first flashed across Mi Yue's face, then he bowed respectfully toward the Mountain Peak and said.
"What disciple, you're not my disciple."
"Ahem."
