Clint had already guessed what his master was about to ask. His expression barely changed, though a trace of sorrow crossed his face as he sank into his memories.
"About a year ago, when I first met Greedy Wolf, I'd already received your letter. You said you were sending a junior disciple to help me run things here."
Master Gu nodded.
He had indeed made that arrangement.
Master Gu was already renowned throughout the East. Because he chose disciples for their character and talent, regardless of skin color or nationality, martial arts enthusiasts from abroad traveled thousands of miles to China, hoping to study under him and devote themselves to the art.
Greedy Wolf was one of them.
Three years earlier, Greedy Wolf had become one of Master Gu's personal disciples. Master Gu had been quite fond of the young man. Back then, Greedy Wolf had been kindhearted and exceptionally diligent, perhaps the hardest-working of all his disciples.
More importantly, Greedy Wolf had shown extraordinary talent for martial arts.
To go further than others on the martial path, two things mattered above all.
One was talent. The other was hard work.
Greedy Wolf had both, and he had taken each almost to its limit.
With extraordinary talent matched by relentless effort, Greedy Wolf had progressed at a startling pace after becoming Master Gu's disciple.
Other disciples might need five or even ten years before they were barely ready to venture out. Greedy Wolf had achieved a solid foundation in just two.
Master Gu had marveled at his progress. He himself had been one of the finest martial artists of his generation when he was young, yet he feared he might have fallen slightly short of this beloved disciple.
After only two years, Master Gu felt he had taught Greedy Wolf