Every Beginning Is Hard

By the sixth day, even Li Xiaobin noticed that something was off.

She found Feng Jun and quietly asked, "What's going on with those two? Not only do they come every day, but... their moods seem abnormal?"

Feng Jun had not expected her to notice. Wouldn't even more people start paying attention in a few days?

He hardened his heart and quietly made up his mind: some things that amounted to forcing seedlings to grow had to be done.

That evening, he kept the two of them behind. "I'll guide you in finding your sense of qi."

Wang Haifeng hesitated for a long while before asking, "Master Feng, are we too stupid, so you have to personally help us?"

"Not exactly." Feng Jun shook his head. "With guidance, it's actually easier to find a sense of qi."

There was absolutely nothing wrong with that statement. Especially since he was now an Advanced Martial Master—guiding two beginners to find a sense of qi... was that even a challenge?

Wang Haifeng wanted to ask more, but did not dare. He could only glance at Xu Leigang.

Seeing this, Fatty Xu could only bite the bullet and ask, "Then why did you wait six days before guiding us? If we're too stupid, you can criticize us."

Why were there so many whys? Feng Jun scratched his head, thinking that taking acquaintances as disciples really came with all sorts of inconveniences.

Still, he could not get angry over such a trivial matter, so he simply told them directly. "Those who can find their sense of qi on their own may have greater achievements in the future. Those who need help to find it may be a little worse... Of course, that's only a possibility."

Indeed, in the Phone Plane, using guidance to find a