A Mysterious Organization?
Tang Wulin's heart stirred slightly.
Teacher Wu was actually a member of some Mysterious Organization too?
This information instinctively aroused his curiosity. But after that curiosity came hesitation.
It was not that he distrusted Wu Changkong.
On the contrary, after spending this time with him, he knew very well that although Wu Changkong was aloof, he genuinely had their interests at heart.
But to Tang Wulin, the words "Mysterious Organization" meant more than mere novelty.
His parents' departure had been connected to forces that remained far beyond his reach.
That letter, the million Federation Credits, the sudden loss of contact, and the things his father had left unsaid before leaving were all like a slender thorn lodged in his heart.
So whenever he faced anything called an "organization," he instinctively grew cautious.
"Teacher Wu, what kind of organization is it?"
Tang Wulin raised his head and asked earnestly, "What does it do?"
Wu Changkong's expression grew more serious.
"An organization founded on the principles of justice, equality, fairness, and protection."
"It spans the Three Continents and has existed for a long time. As for its name, you will only be entitled to know it after passing the assessment."
Tang Wulin fell silent for a moment.
Then he gently shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Wu."
"I don't think I can join."
Wu Changkong froze for a moment.
He clearly had not expected Tang Wulin to refuse.
Much less so decisively.
"You're refusing before you even know the organization's name or duties?"
There was no reproach in his tone. Instead, it held a little more curiosity.
Tang Wulin said quietly, "My mom and dad seem to have left because of some mysterious force. Even now, I haven't heard anything from them."
"So I..."
He stopped there without continuing.