Ning reappeared in the Aether forest with Alexis' hand still on his shoulder.
He walked away from her and gathered his situation. When he realized he was safe, he turned around towards Alexis.
Her eyes drooped to the side and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. Even as the question built up in Ning's heart, she already knew what he was going to ask.
"Why did he call you 'Master'?" Ning asked.
Alexis sighed. She couldn't get out of answering this question no matter if she wanted to or not.
"That's because I taught him the Aether arts, just like you," she said.
Ning felt his heart sink to his stomach. "You taught that bastard how to use Aether? Were you the one who progressed him to Aether Underlord as well?" he asked.
Alexis couldn't help but sigh. "He wasn't all that bad when I met him. He was a young child born into poverty. I found him after he was buried his parents who were killed in a war between two countries."