"Old Kong, why haven't you mentioned your other two disciples?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Weng Bo looked at Zhu Sheng and his companion as he spoke.
Kong Xunzhen smiled faintly.
"One personal disciple is enough. I couldn't look after so many."
Weng Bo looked surprised.
"You've decided so soon? I think that lad Zhu Sheng is pretty good too. There's not just ruthlessness in his eyes, but a murderous streak as well. I'd wager he's shed blood." Beside him, Zheng Mei smiled.
"Then what did you see in Chen Bai's eyes?"
At that, Weng Bo shut his mouth.
None of the three lacked experience. If he could tell Zhu Sheng had shed blood, how could he fail to see what lay in Chen Bai's eyes? Had Chen Bai not truly been too old, Weng Bo might actually have shamelessly kept him when Kong Xunzhen had joked with him earlier. Unlike the ruthlessness Zhu Sheng tried so hard to conceal, Chen Bai's eyes held what Weng Bo wanted to see in his own disciple's eyes... indifference!
Indifference to life.
Someone like that was a natural-born corpse keeper.
Indifference did not mean cold-bloodedness. For someone of Kong Xunzhen's temperament to train Chen Bai as his personal disciple showed just how well Chen Bai suited him. How lacking could a disciple who satisfied someone from the Cangzhou Kong Paper Effigies be in any other respect?
What a pity. Why had Kong Xunzhen been the one to find him?
Sighing, Weng Bo shifted his gaze from Zhu Sheng and his companion, who had already entered the water, to Chen Bai.
At that glance, his expression grew rather strange.
"Old Kong, did Chen Bai choose those Paper Offerings himself?"
Kong Xunzhen kept his eyes straight ahead.
"Of course... I chose them."
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