Blacksmith said, "I say we choose Good Fortune Born. His fate mold is so strong that he survived saying the name and stepping on a watermelon, and even made someone else disappear in his place. If he becomes the little master, he'll definitely survive too. If it's one of us, we probably won't last until tomorrow."
Book-Listener said, "Sounds good to me."
Some of the Night Guards nodded and looked toward Good Fortune Born.
"You..." Good Fortune Born stopped halfway through, afraid he might curse out something inauspicious.
The Commandant's face darkened, and he barked, "Argue again and get out! From now on, you're all going to calmly discuss who should be the little master. If anyone causes trouble again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
As he spoke, the Commandant swept his saber toward the ground. Infused with eighth-rank true essence, the blade hummed and radiated blue light. Its gleam flickered outward, sweeping across the ground.
Hiss...
Invisible saber energy sliced into the ground, sending sand and dust flying.
A shallow saber scar, half a zhang long, remained in the earth.
Good Fortune Born took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm not arguing. Who's the youngest among us? Sunshine Boy. Who's most likely to attract the Eerie? The Fate Arts Master-again, Sunshine Boy. Who's most likely to evade the Eerie? The Fate Arts Master-still Sunshine Boy. I believe Sunshine Boy should be our first choice."
"Sunshine Boy, tell us what you think," the Commandant said.
Sunshine Boy said slowly, "From that perspective, I am the first choice. But the problem is, if I become the little master and get locked up, where will you find another Fate Arts Master to unravel the Eerie? Good Fortune Born has a strong fate mold, but he doesn't know how to