Zhao Feng! This question has nothing to do with you! Master takes in geniuses because he loves them. Do you think that master has a purpose?” Nan Gongfan shouted with anger.
Zhao Feng’s question made Bei Moi and Feng Hanyue scrunch their eyebrows too. Indeed, Zhao Feng’s question wasn’t a question regarding cultivation. Zhao Feng also realised that this question seemed to go off track.
“This is the first time that someone has asked me a question like this.” Lord Guanjun’s expression turned back to normal and he glanced at Zhao Feng.
At his level, he obviously wouldn’t get angry over such a thing.
Master was indeed nice.
Nan Gongfan and the others let out a breath. Lord Guanjun didn’t seem to get angry.
Through Zhao Feng’s question, the others were all interested too. Feng Hanyue and Nan Gongfan were all smart, they knew that Lord Guanjun didn’t go find geniuses just because he liked to, there was a purpose.
Lord Guanjun slowly stood up with his hands behind his back and sighed as he stared out into the sky.
Zhao Feng saw the change in helplessness, hate and expectations in Lord Guanjun’s eyes as he sighed. It seemed that when he sighed, Lord Guanjun had experienced the four seasons of a year.
“These years, I have been finding and raising geniuses for a wish of mine. It is something that I can’t do myself, I need to rely on the younger generation to do.”
Lord Guanjun then scanned the faces of the youths present and then he looked at Bei Moi with expectations and hope.
A wish?
Something that Lord Guanjun can’t even do?
The youths looked at each other, shocked. Everyone knew that Lord Guanjun had peak power in the Cloud Country. What was something that even he couldn’t do?
“What is Lord Guanjun’s wish?” Zhao Feng was even more and more curious.
He didn’t believe that Lord Guanjun couldn’t do something.
“You may all leave.” Lord Guanjun sighed and signalled with his hand.
Then, he sat back down on his futon leaving just his core disciple Bei Moi behind.
“Master, I’ll definitely complete your wish.” Bei Moi promised.
“It’s good that you have the heart. From today onwards, I’ll teach you all my secret skills… ” Lord Guanjun smiled.
Today, ten geniuses entered the Spiritual Martial Hall to test their potential. Without a doubt, Feng Hanyue’s performance was indeed superb, but it was still incomparable to to Bei Moi.
…..
Outside the Spiritual Martial Hall.
The outer disciples of Lord Guanjun walked out together.
“Brother Zhao, you’ve got guts! How did you manage to ask a question like that? You need to understand that even martial masters of the ninth rank act humbly before Master.” Nan Gongfan said in a disciplining tone.
“Thank you for telling me.” Zhao Feng said.