"What are you doing, Zhen Hua? Why did you stop me from taking him as my disciple?" After Zhen Hua saw Lu Fa off, he came face-to-face with an aggressive Mu Ye.
Zhen Hua said irritably, "Is that any way to take on a disciple? Lu Fa is still young. He shouldn't be bound by the rules of those sects. If you want to take him as your disciple, wait until he graduates from Soul Master Academy."
"But you know the state our sect is in. It wasn't easy to find such a promising prospect. How could I not be anxious?"
"That still won't do, old friend. You saw Lu Fa's talent too, didn't you? Half-Step Soul Refinement at fourteen. As long as he continues cultivating, I can guarantee that he'll become the next God Craftsman. What he needs most right now is time—time free from distractions," Zhen Hua said solemnly.
"Fine." Seeing Zhen Hua's serious expression, Mu Ye had no choice.
"Association President, this is the information you asked me to gather." Just then, a staff member stepped forward and handed over a file.
"Alright, old friend. Aren't you curious what this is?" Zhen Hua smiled as he picked up the file, looking at the sulking Mu Ye.
"Not interested."
"What if it concerns Lu Fa?"
Hearing that, Mu Ye turned his gaze toward the file in Zhen Hua's hands.
Seeing Mu Ye's reaction, Zhen Hua smiled and handed the file over, then began reading it himself. This was the information he had just ordered the Association staff to investigate.
Then, Zhen Hua saw Lu Fa's background. "He's the descendant of a military man? But he was placed in an orphanage without receiving any pension? Looks like there are quite a few parasites in the Federation."
Zhen Hua shook