The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, but Master Mo frowned.
The fortune-teller had fallen on such hard times himself. If their child became his disciple, would he end up a destitute fortune-teller too?
Still, the talisman paper burning on its own just now had certainly impressed the ordinary members of the Mo household. They knew that no ordinary person could possess such an ability.
"Sir, everything else can wait. Keeping my child safe comes first. As for taking you as a master, that will also depend on what the child wants in the future!"
The old man's heart leaped with joy at Master Mo's words. That promise alone was enough for him!
Madam Mo also spoke, her voice heavy with worry.
"If it truly is as dangerous as you say, old sir, then if my child can be born safely, taking you as a master would only be right."
At Madam Mo's words, the old man was even more delighted.
"Master Mo, Madam Mo, please rest assured. I will see this matter through! I won't let anything happen to my future disciple. Of course, I won't force the issue either. It will certainly depend on the child's own wishes!"
Children were naturally curious. The old man figured that when the time came, he would show off a little, perform a spell ordinary people could see, then demonstrate a couple of martial moves. Wouldn't the child be clamoring to call him "Master" then?
"Sir, should we burn more incense and visit the City God Temple and the Land God Temple to ask for protection?"
"Going would certainly be good, but this is a fate that draws Heaven's envy. Even the gods may not be able to protect the child. Perhaps they won't even hear