Lu Yi's sudden question caught everyone present off guard, and the room fell silent.
After a moment, Xiao Xiao seemed to come to her senses. "Lu Yi, these secret arts you're talking about... are they the kind of spells I'm thinking of?"
"That's right. The spells you've seen me cast. So, are you interested?"
Excitement flooded Xiao Xiao's delicate face, but she did not let it sweep away her good sense. She voiced her concern instead.
"Are there any conditions? If I have to sign away my life or something, my parents might not agree."
"Pfft—"
Xiao Xiao's startling remark broke Lu Yi's composure completely.
What do you mean your parents might not agree to you signing away your life?
You wouldn't have a problem with it yourself?
"Ahem! Why would I make you sign away your lives?"
Lu Yi composed himself. "I just want to build a team of my own and accomplish something big. I can't do that without reliable partners."
He added, "And I won't restrict your freedom. If you find somewhere better to go in the future, you can leave whenever you want."
Everyone was startled.
"Wait! Lu Yi, are you serious?"
Wang Dong felt as if her brain were about to shut down. "You're going to teach us secret arts, but you don't want to establish a sect? Like the Tang Sect?"
When Lu Yi had mentioned teaching them secret arts and forming a team, Wang Dong thought she understood his goal. Now she realized she had been completely wrong.
After all, what sect would let people who knew its secret arts leave as they pleased?
As the young heir of the Clear Sky Sect and a member of the Tang Sect, Wang Dong knew exactly what those arts meant to a sect.
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