Lin Qingzhu, who started with him, has now become famous and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

And he has only reached the ninth level of the Mysterious Finger. The high spirits he once had have now dissipated, and he has become inferior and lonely.

Seeing him lowering his head, Qi Wuhui couldn't help but regret in his heart, why he wanted to involve them in the grudge between himself and Ye Qiu.

Thinking of this, I also wanted to make up for it, so I said: "Caisi, come with me..."

In the crowd, Li Caisi, who was named, raised his head in surprise.

He didn't expect that Master would call his name alone today, which made him a little surprised and a little hesitant.

Qi Hao also smiled and patted his shoulder, saying: "Junior brother, go ahead."

Li Caisi looked at senior brother Qi Hao with complicated eyes and nodded, not knowing what to say.

He lowered his head and followed Qi Wuhui into the dojo.

He, who was originally in despair, suddenly seemed to be filled with new hope.

Master has not forgotten him or neglected him.

Walking into the dojo nervously, Qi Wuhui was already sitting firmly on the first seat.

Seeing him come in, she looked at him with a very regretful look and said: "Disciple, I know that you must hate me in your heart."

"During this period of time, I have also been regretting everything I did in the past. I know in my heart that I owe you a lot."

"Master, no, this disciple does not hate Master."
Chapter completed!