Su Ru and Xu Weibear laughed. Some peaks fought openly and secretly for power, but these two were the opposite—they could not wait to become hands-off shopkeepers and toss all authority to the other.
"Fine. It is not such a big matter anyway. As long as you manage Dazhu Peak properly and teach the disciples well, leave this to Senior Sister Su and me."
"Yuezhu and Senior Sister Su, sorry to trouble you.
Senior Brother Tian, teach them for now. I'll go recruit a few disciples and strengthen Dazhu Peak." His voice drifted from afar, but he had already vanished.
The others were left on the verge of tears, while Tian Buyi stamped his feet in fury.
"I'd like to see what sort of disciples you bring back." Tian Buyi's expression darkened as he returned to Shoujing Hall alone.
He never imagined that once that fellow left, he would be gone for several years.
Fortunately, when he returned, he brought several little ones back with him.
There were boys and girls. The two girls were handed to Xu Weibear and Su Ru, who each accepted one as a disciple: Zhang Yan and Lu Ting.
As for the three male disciples, they were Lin Ye, Zhou Yi, and Chen Hao.
Teaching one was teaching, and teaching a group was teaching. For Song Daren and the others who already had foundations, the old rules remained unchanged: cultivate on their own, ask if they did not understand, and receive lightning if they slacked off.
The female disciples had it slightly better. Xu Weibear simply greeted them with ice. The three male disciples had it worse: they had to chop bamboo, and every day they had to carry fifty jin of weight while jogging from the foot of Dazhu Peak to its summit. It