At this moment… the operations team glanced at Amelia.
Amelia smiled. "Master, I’m very sorry, but I already have a teacher."
"You have a teacher?!" Master Cloudwalker instantly dropped his act. His thick white brows furrowed, and he looked like a grumpy old child. "Your formations don’t belong to any school, and you haven’t even grasped enlightenment! How could you possibly have a teacher?"
Amelia lightly pressed against the protective coin in her palm. "I wasn’t interested, but I memorized some theories when the old man taught me."
Hearing this, Master Cloudwalker deflated like a punctured balloon. "You really have a teacher?"
Then, as if struck by a thought, he suddenly looked up. "Where is he? I want to discuss Zen with him!"
"I’ve searched for him too," Amelia said with a faint
