Under Liang Xun's watchful gaze, Wang Chen drained the tea in his cup in one gulp.
Setting down the empty cup, he said, "Senior Brother Liang, my apologies."
Liang Xun froze for a moment.
He had considered that Wang Chen might refuse, but he had not expected such a clean, decisive refusal without the slightest hesitation!
Liang Xun seriously suspected that Wang Chen simply had no idea of this opportunity's value.
Mystic Origin was one of West Sea Sect's Nine Lineages, and one of the Middle Three Meridians at that. Even if a disciple who entered the lineage had the same cultivation as an Introductory Disciple, their prospects on the path of cultivation were far beyond what the latter could compare to.
The same went for status and standing!
As an outsider cultivator with no background or connections, it was undoubtedly extremely difficult for Wang Chen to squeeze into the Nine Lineages. But if he could gain the support and help of a disciple who had entered one of the lineages, it would surely become much easier.
If Wang Chen could earn the approval of this Mystic Origin disciple, he would have someone to rely on within the sect.
Liang Xun simply could not understand why Wang Chen remained unmoved by this.
He could only attribute it to Wang Chen's ignorance, and could not help explaining a few things. "Junior Brother Wang, you should know..."
"Senior Brother Liang, I appreciate your good intentions."
Wang Chen interrupted him. "But I have already promised junior brother Zuo. There is no reason to go back on my word halfway through. A man cannot stand without trust, and a path cannot flourish without righteousness."
Liang Xun was left speechless.
Wang Chen might as well have pointed at his nose and cursed, *"Are you trying