Xiaonan had seen the Supreme Sword Sect's sword techniques many times when her master displayed them.
So the sword style Lin Chang'sheng now revealed was instantly recognizable to her—the moves were exactly like her master's.
"Could Master really have taken him as a disciple?"
Xiaonan still found it hard to believe. After all, this guy had stolen her master's Spirit Coffin—he clearly didn't look like a good person at all.
How could Master possibly accept him as a disciple?
"See, I told you, didn't I? Your master even asked me to take care of you from now on. Said she worried about you the most, and told you to get along well with me!"
Lin Chang'sheng, seeing the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python hesitate, wasted no time in coaxing and tricking her.
Of course, Xiaonan's master had never said these words—Lin Chang'sheng had completely made them up.
