The Blacksmith said, "I think we should choose Good Fortune Born. His Fate Mold is so strong—he mentioned his name, stepped on a watermelon, and still survived. He could even make someone else disappear in his place. If he became the Little Master, he would definitely survive too. If it were us, I'm afraid we wouldn't even make it through tomorrow."
The Book-Listener said, "Sounds good to me."
Several Night Guards nodded and looked toward Good Fortune Born.
"You..." Good Fortune Born started, then shut his mouth, afraid he might curse out something inauspicious.
The Commandant's face darkened as he shouted, "Keep arguing and get the hell out! Starting now, calmly discuss who should be the Little Master. Whoever causes trouble again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
As he spoke, the Commandant swung his longsword toward the ground. Eighth Rank True Essence poured into it, and with a hum, blue light burst from the blade. Its radiance flickered as it swept across the earth.
Hiss...
Invisible sword qi carved through the ground, sending sand and dust flying.
A shallow blade mark, half a zhang long, remained in the dirt.
Good Fortune Born took a deep breath and slowly said, "I'm not arguing. Among us, who is the youngest? Sunshine Boy. Among us, who is most likely to attract Eerie? The Fate Arts Master—namely Sunshine Boy. Among us, who is most likely to avoid Eerie? The Fate Arts Master—again, Sunshine Boy. I think Sunshine Boy should be our first choice."
"Sunshine Boy, tell us what you think," the Commandant said.
Sunshine Boy slowly said, "From that perspective, I am indeed the first choice. But the problem is, if I become the Little Master and get locked away, where will you find a second Fate Arts Master to resolve the