As the group above looked on in astonishment, a splash of water erupted from the surface, and Long Fei stepped forth, gracefully landing on the shore.
Elder Wang Shun anxiously asked, "Sect Master Long, are you alright?"
In his words, he no longer dared to address him as merely a young friend.
This young sect master absolutely deserves his title.
Long Fei shook his head with a faint smile, "No problem, I've taken what was inside. This Spiritual Spring will be fine from now on."
"Thank you so much!"
Elder Wang Shun's eyes gleamed with excitement; his beard trembled, and his previously furrowed brow relaxed.
"You got lucky."
Shui Han cursed under his breath, preparing to leave with a group of disciples.
Long Fei called out to them, "Young Master Shui Han, are you leaving just like that?"
Shui Han turned back, staring at Long Fei with raised eyebrows, "What do you want?"
