"Back to the main matter!"
Daoist Ming Jin said, "Yang Chen, my master was a Chosen One. He possessed the Way of Calculation and could divine the secrets of heaven, accomplishing many things ordinary mortals could not. Back then, he calculated that after his death, someone would eventually appear among the Four Sea Clans, someone who would take up everything he had left unfinished in his lifetime!"
"As for what my master truly did back then, you are not yet qualified to know."
Yang Chen asked doubtfully, "Forgive this junior for speaking bluntly. This junior has only received the great kindness of the previous three seniors. If this matter is connected to those three seniors, then this junior will certainly not shrink from it and will not delay in the slightest!"
"However, from your words just now, Senior, you clearly do not regard those three seniors as your own people, yet now you want this junior to do this and that. This junior does not care what that almighty expert, who could reach the heavens and pierce the earth, did back then."
"But this junior's life is mine to decide. Whether I wish to inherit or take over the road others have paved for me is also my own business. If Senior Ming Jin believes this junior is not qualified to know yet, then there is no need to say more. This junior had no intention of learning about it anyway."
This was his answer.
As he had said, he and Daoist Ming Jin were complete strangers. He knew absolutely nothing about him or his master.
But he was not interested. He and Daoist Ming Jin owed each other nothing, so why should he have to take over another's affairs? He was no longer someone others could knead and trample