"Someone wanted to harm me?"
Watching the black thread of sound creep toward him, Huang Tian's mind stirred. He followed it with his gaze, looking far into the distance, and an image immediately appeared before his eyes:
North of the manor, in a separate courtyard, Steward Chang stood inside a room with exceptional deference. Bowing to the man seated before him, he said, "This subordinate greets the branch master!"
The branch master looked to be in his forties. Dressed in black-and-gold robes, he had a broad face and thick brows, projecting authority without a trace of anger. He lightly tapped the armrest of his chair. "What brings you to see me?"
"It concerns Huang Tian, Branch Master," Steward Chang answered.
"Huang Tian?" The branch master frowned slightly. "I vaguely remember him. One of those children, isn't he?"
"Indeed," Steward Chang replied. "He is the most outstanding of all the youths. Not only was he the first to cultivate blood vitality, he is also highly proficient in the moves and fighting methods he has learned. His comprehension is excellent, and today he cultivated martial force!"
"Oh? He has cultivated martial force?" The branch master showed a little interest. "This batch of children only began cultivating a little over two months ago, didn't they?"
"Correct," Steward Chang replied. "That alone shows how gifted and perceptive Huang Tian is. Moreover, I often hear of him practicing day and night. He works extremely hard. A youth blessed with talent who also studies diligently and trains tirelessly is precisely the sort of person our church needs."
The branch master looked up at Steward Chang. "You mean to let him truly join our church?"
Steward Chang nodded and said sincerely, "One more or one fewer person will make little difference to this batch of Nine-Forms Embryo-Transmutation