As Feng Jun swiped through his mobile phone, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret: that goose-yellow figure would ultimately fade away in his memory.
He didn't think Yu Qingzhu had any astonishing aptitude; the probability was almost zero.
Of course, it wasn't necessarily true that the Yu Family had no suitable candidates for the cultivation path. Feng Jun also remembered the Yu Family had a plump little fellow with an Earth attribute, capable of cultivation.
But whether they have aptitude is their business, accepting disciples is his business; how amazing Yun Buyao's aptitude was… did anyone take her in?
In the end, it's a buyer's market. If he didn't want to, he wouldn't take one—go find someone else to take you as a disciple if you dare.
So, he had decided, even though he hadn't tested Yu Qingzhu's aptitude, unless she had an extraordinary talent, he wouldn't take her in.
