One morning, Mr. Zhuang summoned Mo Hua over and asked with an inscrutable expression, "Mo Hua, what kind of array master do you want to become?"
Mo Hua thought that becoming a First-Grade Array Master would be wonderful enough. He would receive a monthly stipend and be able to support himself; his parents would surely be happy as well.
But that probably was not what Mr. Zhuang meant.
"Sir, are there different kinds of array masters?" Mo Hua asked humbly.
"There are countless arrays, and naturally the array masters who study them come in all shapes and forms, each with their own strengths."
"Oh..." Mo Hua was somewhat bewildered.
Mr. Zhuang continued, "Some array masters travel the Nine Provinces in search of lost Forbidden Arrays. Some visit every sect, exchanging insights and sparring through arrays. Some devote themselves single-mindedly to research, caring nothing for worldly affairs. Others are more practical-minded, wishing to transform every trade and profession through arrays..."
Mo Hua found himself in a difficult spot.
Traveling the Nine Provinces and seeking lost Forbidden Arrays sounded immensely appealing—though he still did not know what Forbidden Arrays were. Visiting sects far and wide to exchange array techniques also seemed nice. Focusing solely on researching arrays without concern for worldly matters sounded peaceful and quiet. And transforming every trade and profession through arrays was quite meaningful as well...
Seeing Mo Hua's delicate brows draw together slightly, Mr. Zhuang smiled faintly. Then, changing the subject, he continued, "But in truth, it does not matter which you choose. The rules of this world are harsh, yet one could also say nothing is forbidden. No one dictates what sort of person you must be, nor does anyone demand that you become a particular sort of array master."
"As an array master, your choice does