"Hmph…"
Panting, Fang Ping finally caught up to the handsome white-haired old man. His walking speed was unusual—even a Rank-3 martial artist like him could barely keep up.
The man naturally sensed Fang Ping chasing after him very early on. When he felt Fang Ping sticking to him, the man turned his head and said playfully, "Do you want another experience of flying?"
Fang Ping grinned and said, "I'll wait till I become a Grandmaster myself to experience it. Teacher, where are you headed now? I'll send you off."
"You?"
The man smiled and said wryly, "Say it. What are you planning?"
"What can I possibly do? Take a look at what you're saying, Teacher."
Fang Ping denied it immediately before adding tentatively, "Teacher, you and my instructor…"
"Lu Fengrou hasn't mentioned me?" The man smiled lightly as he walked. "That's normal though.