What was the Conquest Faction plotting? Taking his previous two opponents into account, Lu Chuan had already formed some guesses.
They merely wanted to probe his true capabilities so they could carry out some sinister schemes.
As for what those schemes were, Lu Chuan did not yet know. But that did not stop him from making the Conquest Faction pay a price in advance.
"Even a clay figurine has three parts of temper, let alone me!"
"Didn't you want to find out exactly what I'm capable of?"
"Today, I'll let you have a good look!"
After making up his mind, Lu Chuan looked at Chen Hong and asked, "Teacher, when it's time for us to challenge the Prodigy Class, if I succeed in my challenge, can I choose not to enter the Prodigy Class and continue challenging others?"
"What are you planning?" Chen Hong instantly became wary.
"Nothing. Just tell me directly, Teacher," Lu Chuan said calmly.
"Theoretically, there's no problem." Chen Hong earnestly advised, "Lu Chuan, it is better to resolve enmity than to deepen it. Don't do anything foolish."
"Teacher, you don't understand me."
Lu Chuan tugged at his collar, a spring-breeze smile appearing on his face. "If someone slaps me, I won't slap them back like everyone else."
"I'll cut off that hand directly. That way, they won't be able to slap me again."
"Of course, if they get angry and still want to retaliate against me, I'll remove their head! Then they won't be angry anymore."
"Teacher, see how considerate I am toward others?"
Seeing the amiable smile on Lu Chuan's face, Chen Hong felt a chill run through his heart. Then he patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder. "Don't go too far. Your teacher will back you up."
"Thank you."
Lu Chuan committed those words