"Is that so? Then I'll be waiting for you to help me." Jiang Qiong looked at Gu An and said with a beaming smile.
Gu An glanced at her and said, "Wait, your true goal couldn't be the Ji Family again, could it?"
Jiang Qiong snorted. "With people coming and going, aren't you afraid the Ji Family will hear?"
There were indeed plenty of people coming and going on the street, but there were just as many who spoke with even more swagger than Gu An, so he was not afraid at all.
"In the Taixuan Sect, who would dare make things difficult for me?" Gu An said, deliberately putting on an arrogant air. Immediately after, he broke into a smile and greeted someone walking over from ahead.
Looking at the smooth, socially adept Gu An, Jiang Qiong felt like laughing.
After Gu An's acquaintance left, Jiang Qiong teased, "Speaking of which, I heard Sect Master Lyu wanted to cultivate you as the next sect master. In the past, I thought he was joking, but now it seems you really do have a chance."
Gu An shook his head and said, "Forget it. He hasn't mentioned that in many years."
Ever since the overseas cultivators had integrated into the sect, Lu Baitian rarely brought up the position of sect master. It was not that he was unwilling to part with it, but that he himself was becoming more and more unable to act freely. The sect master's authority was being diluted. Besides, making Gu An sect master would only bring trouble down on Gu An.
"Who told you not to work hard at cultivation?" Jiang Qiong said irritably.
More than six hundred years ago, she had already sensed Gu An's extraordinary aptitude. Unfortunately, no matter how she tried to persuade