Lin Mu rubbed his forehead. He had hoped this day would be peaceful, but apparently Heaven had other plans.
"Tao Yinsu," Lin Mu said slowly, "if you manage to become an immortal again, you may come find me. If you do that, I will consider taking you as my disciple."
Silence fell.
The baby sniffed loudly, wiped his nose across the sleeve of his tiny robe, and looked up with a trembling but determined expression.
"You promise?"
"I promise."
Tao Yinsu took a deep breath, puffing out his tiny chest.
"Then I swear I will become an immortal again. Not just any immortal. I will become the greatest immortal you have ever seen. I will train so hard the heavens themselves will fear me. And when that happens, you better not go back on your word."
Lin Mu placed a hand on his head and sighed. "I will not."
That was enough.
