"Our Teacher has called us back."
Qin Feng said, "Taking in a Direct Disciple this time is just incidental."
"It's 'you,' not 'us'."
Lin Zhiquin lit a cigarette expressionlessly, took a deep breath, and watched as the light blue smoke slowly dissipated in front of him.
"The Teacher has always disliked seeing me."
Qin Feng gazed at the fleeting loneliness in Lin Zhiquin's eyes. Realization seemed to dawn on him, and he said softly, "Lin has taken out all the resource quotas accumulated over the past few years, preparing to train that Lu Yuan."
So that's how he intends to reconcile with the Teacher.
It seems that Lin has indeed made some progress in Burnt Rock over the years...
Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, almost as if he wanted to laugh.
