Of course Chu Fei was tempted by the "opportunity" Cao Liwen had suddenly offered. After all, wealth moved people's hearts.
But Chu Fei was even more cautious: Why me?
Don't give me that teacher-student relationship nonsense. When Jiang Shaohu was beaten to death alive, any bond between teacher and student became impossible.
Not to mention that you didn't come to me this time for my sake, but for your own!
Compared to Liu Tingyun, we were somewhat closer;
but compared to Huang Gang and Zhao Hongyue, you, Cao Liwen, still fell short.
Huang Gang and Zhao Hongyue had saved my life!
And Huang Gang had been the first to "invest" in me!
These thoughts flashed through Chu Fei's mind in an instant. His eyes were firm as he looked at Cao Liwen:
If you don't tell me everything, I'm not doing it!
Even without the opportunities you offer, I, Chu Fei, will still reach the top!
Within his consciousness space, the Wisdom Tree Seed slowly revolved, still looking half-dead.
Cao Liwen understood the look in Chu Fei's eyes. He directly pulled out a stack of papers, slapped them into Chu Fei's hands, and said, "Burn them immediately after you finish reading."
Chu Fei accepted the papers. There was also a box of matches on top.
Everything on the papers had been handwritten, with quite a few revisions.
It was clear that Cao Liwen had been preparing for a long time.
Yet these traces of direct revisions were precisely what put one at ease.
This was a man who had come prepared—and had been preparing for twenty years.
Chu Fei read through the pages one by one, gradually gaining a more systematic understanding of the whole matter.
First came the dangers:
As long as one became a Semi-Awakened, learned a few