Sang Que brought out the excuse he thought of when changing clothes just now and spoke softly, "My master was Yan Daozi, who has passed away. He only taught me for three days before he died, so I don't know much about him."
Sang Que glanced at Xu Shufen, "I don't know much about a lot of things in this world either."
Zheng Wujun frowned, searching his memory; he had never heard of such a person. But from the name, he seemed to be from the Taoist Sect. Was he a reclusive master? Taking in a disciple before dying was indeed in line with this sort of people's style.
Xu Shufen was also pondering, no wonder Sang Que didn't know anything. Three days weren't enough to impart even much basic knowledge. Seeing her ghost-busting skills were quite good, she must have learned only one or two magic techniques.
Sang Que took the opportunity to change the topic and took out the map of Black Mountain Village he found from Yan Daozi.
