"Who's your Master?" The little thing sounded extremly nervous and it stared at Hua Qiyue coldly.

Hua Qiyue tilted her head, saying, "My Master... I don't know either. He refuses to tell me his name. And it's hard to find him."

She wasn't silly enough to tell others about her green jade gourd. Also, she wasn't silly enough to tell others about what she knew about Tianpi. Because just now, according to Tianpi's facial expression, she could speculate that there ...