Hammering the Little Roasted Chicken

"Someone from the White Tiger Dai Clan?" Feng Yan feigned puzzlement, then raised his head and met Dai Yueheng's gaze.

Of course, he knew Dai Yueheng's background. His talent was decent, and his martial soul was the White Tiger—but that was precisely where the problem lay.

The direct descendants of the White Tiger Duke Mansion had been bound to the Star Luo Empire's war chariot from the moment their martial souls awakened.

Zero Class students could indeed freely choose where to go after graduation, but Dai Yueheng had never had a choice from the start.

But his Clear Sky Sect had to always come first. Only then could he wipe out the Tang Family bloodline as soon as possible.

Dai Yueheng's martial soul destined him to return to the White Tiger Duke Mansion, and his surname destined him to serve the Star Luo Empire.

After Zero Class spent years painstakingly nurturing a student, they would not even have the chance to recruit him in the end. No matter how he calculated it, it was a loss.

But that had been the situation several days ago.

Now that the White Tiger Duke Mansion had been raided by the Xu Family, it was only because Dai Hao's family had not come to harm. Otherwise, they might have joined forces with the Sun Moon Empire and marched straight back to Star Luo City.

This unexpected change forced Feng Yan to reassess his value, which was why he had rated him as a reserve candidate.

"Of course, if you truly wish to join Zero Class, then keep working hard. Your chances are actually not small."

Feng Yan did not shut the door completely, because he wanted to increase the diversity of martial souls within the Clear Sky Sect.

It would be best if he