The small-statured man thought of this and couldn't help but show a bitter smile, the hopeful gleam in his eyes dimming.
Indeed, he should have known, should have realized at once. Someone like him, born into poverty without any exceptional traits, how could a true talent ever take interest in him? Yet, he just refused to give up, couldn't grasp his own position, and always felt there was hope in the other's polite refusal.
"First, tell us your thoughts, Fujikichiro. If we were to join you, what do you plan to do?"
Striving not to look at the young girl, Gu Mo continued to feign nonchalance and asked, "At the very least, you should share your thoughts and plans, so we can see if you're really worth investing in before making a judgment."
"I…" Fujikichiro hesitated for a moment, "My idea is that we can first seek refuge with the overlord of Mino, Lord Dao San. I have purchased Spirit Stones from him many times and had certain dealings, plus he's willing to give me a chance…"
