Laozi and Yuanshi were startled by Nuwa and Houtu's actions.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, what do you mean by this? If this Black Tortoise has ties to you, we can discuss terms. But if he has nothing to do with you, why are you stopping us?"
Laozi was utterly baffled.
Nuwa shook her head.
"This matter truly has nothing to do with me, but I know who Black Tortoise is looking for. Besides, we all know his profound origins. Taking him as a disciple would be a fortuitous opportunity, so I cannot let you snatch that opportunity from someone else."
"Exactly. Empress Nuwa is right. We will protect Black Tortoise today, no matter what. Whether he wishes to take a master is his own business, but you cannot force him."
Hearing their words, Laozi and Yuanshi nearly spat out blood in anger.
This was fucking unreasonable!
Soon, however, they understood. It seemed Nuwa and Houtu both owed this person considerable favors, which was why they were protecting him so fiercely.
Wait, someone to whom both Nuwa and Houtu owed favors?
A figure suddenly flashed through Laozi's mind.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, Empress Houtu, could the person you mean be my Third Brother, Tongtian?"
Nuwa represented the Demon Tribe, while Houtu represented the Witch Clan. They should have been on opposing sides. What connection could they possibly share?
If he had to name a connection, the only one Laozi could think of was his Third Brother.
Neither woman spoke, but their meaning was clear. Obviously, Laozi had guessed correctly.
Learning this, Laozi and Yuanshi actually breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, you are worrying too much. Black Tortoise is already a Quasi-Sage. Surely the two of us know our Third Brother's cultivation? How could he possibly teach Black Tortoise? In the end,