"Thank you for your help, senior, but I cannot accept your suggestion." Jarvis didn't want to have another master for no reason.
Qiu Bai looked at him coldly, then his expression changed slightly. He lowered his head to look at the flute held in the young man's hand, with surprise and shock in his eyes.
"Tianquan---You have refined Tianquan?" He was so shocked that his voice trembled slightly.
"...?"
What is Tianquan? He had never heard of it, and Jarvis was confused.
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