Gu Qingfeng bowed his head, looking at the man before him with awe.
"Greetings, Senior," he said.
Su Bei glanced at Gu Qingfeng indifferently. Although it was impossible for him to take him as a disciple, their repeated encounters had developed a certain connection. Imparting one or two sword techniques to him would settle this karmic relationship. As for how much he could learn, that was none of Su Bei's concern.
"You and I, Su Mou, share a considerable destiny. However, you wield a spear, and Su Mou is not proficient in that art," Su Bei said. "Still, Su Mou does know a sword technique or two..."
Gu Nan's eyes flashed. With a broad smile, he rubbed his hands together and stepped forward, saying, "Hahaha, Elder Su... my son isn't really set on spears. In fact, I've discovered he's more suited to sword training. Learning swordsmanship from Elder Su would be an excellent choice..."
While speaking, he shot Gu Qingfeng a fierce glare, signaling him to take the hint.
