My Disciple, My Responsibility

Fang Mo glanced back at the doorway. Xu Shou remained standing on the carriage without moving, as if he had not heard. Fang Mo withdrew his gaze and said,

"Let's go! We'll talk inside!"

Once they entered the main hall, Mu Yan fixed Wang Jinlong with a stern look and snapped in a suppressed voice, "Why can't you keep your mouth shut? How many times have we told you, yet you still forgot!"

Wang Jinlong was drenched in sweat, his expression awkward as he said, "It just slipped out!"

Yue Quan glared at him.

"I think we should just sew that mouth of yours shut. Good thing Tao Shang and the others weren't here!"

Faced with everyone's scolding, Wang Jinlong lowered his head and did not dare argue. Fang Mo said then, "Forget it. No need to say any more. Just be careful from now on!"

As if granted a reprieve, Wang Jinlong hurriedly said, "I'll remember. I'll definitely be careful from now on!"

Fang Mo nodded and looked at everyone. "You don't need to worry either. I'll find a way to gather information. If anything happens, I'll let you know!"

Everyone fell silent. How could they not worry? The war concerned them all, after all.

Yue Quan broke the silence and asked, "Fang Mo, did he take you as his disciple?"

Fang Mo gave a bitter smile. "He did, but he also didn't."

"What does that mean?"

Everyone looked puzzled. They exchanged glances, then all looked at Fang Mo in confusion.

Fang Mo smiled faintly. "For now, I'm only a Registered Disciple. I'll have to pass an assessment before I can become a Formal Disciple!"

Luo Jiangyan frowned, asking worriedly, "There's still an assessment? Is it difficult?"

Fang Mo smiled. "The top five on the Ascension Ranking. As long