"Do you know? If you had agreed to join Gottingen just now, then a hundred years from now, that study would have been yours."
"That study" referred to Gottingen Zhai.
Those words exploded beside Wang Qi's ears. He could hardly believe what he had heard.
"Did you... say something?"
Those words were tantamount to saying, "The Gottingen Sect has decided that you will be the next generation's leader of our school"—with a distinctly imperial air of appointment.
He Wai'er shook his head. "You are the best choice..."
Wang Qi pointed at He Wai'er. "You are... of the School of Separation, while I am of the School of Separation..."
"Didn't you just say that the School of Separation and the School of Separation were merely two different routes and two different ways of thinking?" He Wai'er shook his head. "Actually, to me, my teacher will always be my teacher, and Gottingen will always be Gottingen. Though I have disagreements with my fellow disciples because of ideals, in my heart, I have always been a disciple of the Gottingen Sect."
He was different from Feng Luoyi, who had joined the Gottingen Sect only later. Feng Luoyi had joined it simply because their ideals were close; when those ideals diverged, he naturally drifted farther and farther from the Gottingen Sect. But He Wai'er was the Master of Calculation's direct disciple. From the beginning, he had sought the Dao in the Gottingen Sect and grown up in the Gottingen Sect.
He had never left the Gottingen Sect. Even though he belonged to the School of Separation, the Master of Calculation had ultimately chosen him rather than Airuoche to inherit his position.
"Do you know? When I was young, I loved reading and discussing abstruse principles... There is nothing shameful about that. At the time,