Although he was a bit doubtful, Cui Yuan decided to trust his mentor's words.
After all, his mentor could not be wrong. He had realized this deeply since he was a child. His mentor was so powerful, so great, almost like a legendary omnipotent Immortal—even though, as he grew up, he came to know that it was merely the normal performance of an able adult.
But he knew even more clearly that not everyone is willing to raise the orphan of a bandit.
So, since the mentor wanted him to strike a blow to that strong wielder of the fiery blade, he would do just that. After all, he had been training for so many years to be able to catch up with the mentor's footsteps and stand by his side, right?
"Let's do it!"
Cui Yuan made up his mind.
Then he started scratching his head.
