"What request?" Luo Bei could not quite conceal his surprise. What surprised him was that Ming Ruo did not seem like someone who did something while expecting repayment from others. Even without speaking, merely standing there simply, Luo Bei could clearly sense the compassionate aura emanating from her. Moreover, although Ming Ruo had not displayed any powerful spell arts, the profound, empty spiritual-power fluctuations around her and the bearing she possessed, as though she had merged with heaven and earth merely by standing there, made Luo Bei certain that her cultivation was far above his own. What could the headmaster of Cihang Zhai, a true peerless expert, possibly need from him? And what could he help her with?
"My Cihang Zhai, like your Luofu, has existed in this world for more than a thousand years. Over those millennia, Cihang Zhai has also endured countless calamities." Ming Ruo slowly took a few steps toward Luo Bei, gazing quietly at him as she said, "If my calculations are not mistaken, Cihang Zhai will soon encounter a great calamity. I know this request is somewhat difficult for you, but with Cihang Zhai's current strength, we may not necessarily be able to pass through this great calamity unscathed, so..."
"So you want me to help?" Luo Bei said without hesitation. "Not to mention that you saved my friend and showed me great kindness—even because you and my master have old ties, if Cihang Zhai faces trouble, I will give it my all."
"It is not merely that." Ming Ruo shook her head and smiled faintly. "What I mean is that I want you... to become the headmaster of Cihang Zhai."
"What?!"
Ming Ruo's words were like a thunderclap exploding directly beside Luo Bei's ear, blasting him into complete stupor.
To make him the headmaster