"This..." Lingyun was bewildered. If she remembered correctly, the teacher standing before her had once shamelessly declared he would never take a disciple in his lifetime, claiming that the person worthy of being his student hadn't even been born yet. But now he had one, and from the looks of it, he had shamelessly pestered the boy into it. If that was the case, there was only one possibility: this young man named Mu Chen possessed either immense talent or some special power.
"Hehe, I have a junior brother now. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." At this, Lingyun grinned, her pearly white teeth forming a perfect crescent. Her eyes, fixed on Mu Chen, were full of affection. For some reason, however, Mu Chen felt that her smile held not care, but a hidden blade.
