"The more I look at you, the more I feel that you have ulterior motives."
Bai He pressed his lips together.
To be honest, his intentions had been fairly obvious.
If Zhang Wuji had not been so lonely, things probably would not have gone this smoothly.
"Master."
A voice came from outside the door.
Zhang Wuji's expression immediately returned to its usual indifference.
He walked out and told Bai He to wait there.
So Bai He obediently stayed where he was.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Wuji did not return.
Instead, a man dressed entirely in black entered the room.
Everything about him was black.
Only a pair of eyes could vaguely be seen.
Just how ashamed of his appearance was he?
Why was he covering himself up so thoroughly?
"The master asked me to bring you to see your disciple."
"Thank you for your trouble."
After speaking, the man in black turned around and led the way.
Bai He felt somewhat curious.
Just what kind of person was he?
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