The Soft Kind

"Fine, then I'll say it."

The Sixth Elder rolled his eyes. "Last time, Little Fish sent out invitations far and wide to summon beautiful women. In the end, everyone parted on bad terms, yet only one person agreed to Little Fish's request." "That person was Bai Mei!"

"What?"

At his words, it was as though a thunderclap exploded in Zhong Nan's mind. "Y-you, you mean?"

"That's right. When our Little Fish told your disciples and those female disciples of yours that he would give them a great opportunity, it wasn't empty talk—it was a genuine, enormous opportunity!" The Sixth Elder curled his lips and said leisurely, "Yet those blockheads of disciples of yours not only failed to seize it, they even came to accuse our Little Fish of humiliating them."

"In the end, only Bai Mei seized the chance. When she returned, she had already attained a Supreme Golden Bone!"

"Tell me, if that precious disciple of yours had seized the opportunity too, then by now..."

When the Sixth Elder finished speaking, Zhong Nan felt as though he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

Zhong Nan asked with utter disbelief.

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" the Sixth Elder said solemnly. "Your South Gate originally had an opportunity as well, but you simply didn't know how to cherish it. Instead, you ran over here to blame us. Ah... how pitiful, how lamentable!"

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Zhong Nan clutched his head and directly waved a hand to cut the Sixth Elder off. If he kept listening, he felt like his heart attack was about to strike.

How could he possibly fail to understand what the Sixth Elder meant?

If his disciple had seized that chance as well,