C815 815 Advancing Consecutively

"Disciple, come over here!"

Zhan Jianfei beckoned.

"Master, did you need me for something?"

Bi Xiao inquired.

"Did you conceal from your Master the fact that you're a once-in-a-million-years prodigy?"

Bi Xiao paused, quickly grasping her Master's implication.

What was she to say?

She was acutely aware of her own abilities. Without Chen Yang's magnanimity in sharing the smelting technique