Chen Jing turned around, his fists clenched tightly, refusing to kneel, and said with a face full of unwillingness:
"I did nothing wrong!"
"The Master is mine alone, no one else is allowed to take them!"
True Word Venerable was full of anger.
With a wave of her slender hand, the powerful might of a Venerate pressed Chen Jing to the ground.
"Shameless to the extreme! I am your Master!"
"How can you have improper thoughts about your Master!"
Chen Jing gritted his teeth, willing to be suppressed to the ground, but never kneeling, and said unwillingly:
"You're younger than I am. Back when I saved you, I was a Sixth-stage Nascent Soul, and you weren't much higher as an Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul."
"You have no qualifications to be my Master."
"But why I acknowledged you as my Master, do you not realize?"
"I just wanted to stay by your side!"
