Wang Bao was completely convinced.
Ah, an honest man like him should just follow behind these Sages and work diligently.
Of course, that was on the condition that he followed a wise person with fairly high moral standards.
If he ended up with one whose bottom line was lower, those black-hearted bastards could screw him over beyond belief.
He might even get screwed to death and still count money for them.
That was perfectly normal, because every single Sage was incomparably cunning.
Each of them could calculate dozens of moves ahead.
Trying to outscheme them was like an Ordinary Person playing chess against a master. Even if both sides had the exact same information, they would still crush you and lead you into traps everywhere.
Not to mention real life, where information was never transparent.
In short, Ordinary People should not even think about competing with Sages in laying out grand schemes. They should obediently choose whom to follow, divide the work, and contribute their effort.
Wang Bao had finally resigned himself to that.
Even with his deduction ability, he could not become a Great Wise One.
How could the other Sages possibly let him take advantage of them?
Now, it seemed the teacher he followed was actually a decent person.
At the very least, he had never abused Wang Bao, nor would he ever cuckold him.
He had even helped him through several crises.
His only requirement was for Wang Bao to make use of his talents and occasionally deduce the future.
That was Wang Bao's original job.
In that case, they complemented each other quite well.
Wang Bao could also sense that this teacher possessed an intensely proud quality deep within.
In other words, he disdained stealing Wang Bao's so-called Golden Finger.
He also disdained using such theft