House Arrest

Ban

And so, in name, Mo Hua became the "Senior Martial Brother" of all the Void Gate disciples of this cohort.

The crowd of disciples had complicated feelings, their expressions all different.

Mo Hua, who had always kept a low profile, also felt as if he had been hoisted over a fire to roast. He felt a little uneasy, and also somewhat confused.

In that instant, he really did have some doubts.

Could his father, or perhaps his mother, be Elder Xun's blood kin, lost somewhere beyond the family?

Was he a descendant of Elder Xun from who knew how many generations down?

Otherwise, why was Elder Xun so good to him?

Mo Hua was rather muddled.

After class ended, Elder Xun said again, "Mo Hua, stay behind for a moment."

Over a thousand gazes once again shot toward Mo Hua in perfect unison, like ten thousand arrows loosed at once.

Mo Hua sighed.

"Your formations, though already quite good, still aren't enough. You must study more and practice more. The more you learn, the better; the more solidly you practice, the better."

Mo Hua said in a small voice, "Elder, is it maybe not very good for me to be 'Senior Martial Brother'..."

Mo Hua felt a little guilty.

"The most pressing matter is still to raise your cultivation and study formations."

Elder Xun seemed to have seen through Mo Hua's misgivings, and said:

Elder Xun spoke in a tone that allowed Mo Hua no doubt:

Mo Hua's expression froze.

"You can rest assured. In other talents, though you're no good at any of them, when it comes to formations, you are absolutely a lone rider leaving the dust behind!"

Seeing that Mo Hua had understood, Elder Xun comforted him:

Elder Xun bit down very heavily on the three