636. The Past of Baimin Country

"Do you know the Ridge Master?" the man in black narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lin Wu gasped.

The elder had said that the eleventh Ridge Master had been brought back to Thirteen Ridges by the fourth Ridge Master.

Instead of answering, she retorted, "Is the candidate for the eleventh Ridge Master favored by Thirteen Ridges... my master, Mou Chuan?"

"Precisely."

"?!!"

How could this be!

If Mou Chuan was the eleventh Ridge Master, then why didn't he say so while he was in the Underground City??

He even mentioned that the Magic Artifact of the eleventh Ridge Master had been borrowed thirteen years ago and had yet to be returned... Was he talking about her??

The fourth Ridge Master seemed to be amused by Lin Wu's stunned expression.

"It seems the Ridge Master was right to suspect. Little girl, did you come at an inconvenient time? What's the matter, not only were you deceived, but also sent to the wrong place?"

Lin Wu remained silent, her mouth shut, and her head ached terribly.