The Vice Pavilion Master Was Ready to Kneel and Beg Him to Teach Him

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Congratulations! You've earned the right to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion!"

The blue-robed old man spoke as he looked at Wu Xiaokun, his aged eyes filled with approval and admiration!

Everyone around them was startled when they saw the old man.

"That's... the famous Vice Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion, Senior Yu Qianwu?"

Someone recognized him.

"Senior Yu Qianwu actually came in person."

"That young man... he's made it big! Senior Yu Qianwu has taken a liking to him. He'll have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life—he's going to soar to the heavens in one leap!"

"For the Vice Pavilion Master to come personally, that young man must be truly powerful!"

The crowd around them spoke up one after another, all green with envy.

Yu Qianwu was the Vice Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he was a renowned senior expert throughout the Northern Lin Imperial Dynasty!

"Greetings, Vice Pavilion Master!"

Even Mo Mingzhu hurried forward to bow.

Yu Qianwu casually waved her off. He barely spared her a glance, keeping his eyes on Wu Xiaokun with a smile.

But Wu Xiaokun was completely dumbfounded.

What?

Enter the Martial Arts Pavilion?

What was going on...

He scratched his head and said, "The Martial Arts Pavilion? What's that... I—I never said I wanted to join."

He said it without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone around him froze, then burst into an uproar!

"This guy... he doesn't know what the Martial Arts Pavilion is?"

"Could it be... he doesn't want to join?"

"What's going on... has this guy lost his mind?"

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Even Yu Qianwu was taken aback.

"You don't know about the Martial Arts Pavilion?"

He could hardly believe it.