Hiss!
A crisp, uniform gasp rang out within the Profound Emperor Hall.
Only then did everyone realize why Principal Zhao Xuchu had urgently summoned them through Voice Transmission.
In an instant, the way everyone looked at Mo Jiuzhong changed.
Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Mo Jiuzhong snatched the letter of appointment from Zhao Xuchu and spread it open before everyone.
So he was one of their own.
Since this was a matter concerning their own Martial Academy, why had the principal summoned them here?
A few still harbored doubts, but the more meticulous among them immediately began making their own calculations.
They absolutely could not miss such an opportunity to leave their names in history!
Reaching Fifth Grade in a single year—even if he could not one day shatter the Shackles binding the Vast Sea Continent, his achievements would surely not be low with such peerless talent alone.
If they could take him as a disciple and carefully guide him, would that not make for a fine tale as well?
Perhaps someday, they could even rely on their disciple to back them up. How could they hand such a heaven-sent opportunity over to someone else?
"Your Majesty, may I ask where this person is now? In this servant's opinion, it would be best for him to enter my tutelage. I will certainly guide him with utmost care." The man holding a jade flute was the first to speak.
The moment those words came out, the crowd was immediately displeased. Why should such a good thing fall to him?
"Qian Yushu, you spend money like water. I don't believe you can teach a disciple well. I think it would be most fitting for him to take me as his master."
"Chu Xiu, don't talk about Old Qian either. You've taken in at least