Zhuang Haoyun's unyielding persistence finally made Feng Jun decide to give his son a chance.
In life, the most important thing was one's "attitude." As for the fact that he sometimes went a little overboard, that was nothing much.
However, Feng Jun also stressed, "I originally had no intention of taking your son on. Since you've been persistent enough, I'll let him try. But I can't guarantee success... You should understand that."
"I understand." Zhuang Haoyun knew this perfectly well. A master could lead one through the door, but cultivation depended on the individual. Master Feng's continued refusal to accept his son must have had its reasons. "I'll bring him here to become your disciple tomorrow."
"No." Feng Jun waved a hand and spoke decisively. "He isn't qualified to talk about becoming a disciple yet. Let him learn first."
Zhuang Haoyun was not surprised. Even Gao Qiang, the chief steward of the manor, could only be Feng Jun's nominal disciple. His son had only just begun cultivating, so how could he expect more?
He smiled and nodded. "It's summer vacation now, and Zesheng is in Yang City... Do you have time tonight?"
"No need to make it so troublesome." Feng Jun waved a hand again, his expression turning serious. "I generally don't agree to things for people. But once I do... whether you treat me to a meal or not doesn't matter."
Little Celestial Master could not help asking, "That Stone Lamp... has the other party returned it yet?"
An awkward look appeared on Zhuang Haoyun's face. "Fourth Uncle said... he won't be able to return it until at least next spring."
After chatting for a while longer, he left. Yang Yuxin was the first to comment, "That guy's intentions aren't right... Honestly, I don't like people who will stop