"It will happen someday."
The man spoke with certainty, not a hint of wavering in his expression.
Old Master Jiang watched him for a while, then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "I'll be waiting for that day."
"We're leaving."
"Goodbye."
Jiang Sheng slowly pressed down on the accelerator.
The car window rolled up.
"Grandpa."
Jiang Sheng glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye. "He called you Martial Uncle..."
"Is he Senior Zhou's disciple?"
As far as he knew, Grandpa had only one junior fellow disciple, Senior Zhou.
"Not yet."
The old man looked in the rearview mirror. "Master Xiao, where would you like to go?"
"Back to the university?"
Xiao Xiao checked the time.
"Mm."
It wasn't the weekend.
Zhao Yihuan was still in class.
He'd call him later, after classes were over...
"Just take me back to the university, please."
"Sure."
Old Master Jiang smiled with narrowed eyes. "Young Friend Xiao Xiao, there's no need to be so polite."
"Sheng, head to Yan University."
"Okay."
As they left the residential complex, Jiang Sheng turned the steering wheel to the left.
"Grandpa."
Seeing that the old man's conversation with Xiao Xiao had paused for the moment, Jiang Sheng hurriedly seized the opportunity. "You didn't finish what you were saying earlier."
His curiosity had only been half satisfied, and it was driving him crazy.
"Hm?"
The old man looked puzzled. "What didn't I finish?"
"It's about that disciple."
Jiang Sheng took a deep breath and patiently reminded him.
"What did you mean by 'not yet'?"
"Is that person going to be Senior Zhou's disciple in the future?"
"Why isn't he one already?"
"Does Senior Zhou have some kind of test for accepting disciples that he hasn't passed?"
Jiang Sheng rattled off