"You jest, Senior. I merely wanted to make a wager with you. What do you say?"
Gu Qingnian spoke with a soft smile.
The smile on Du Busi's face tugged at his lips before fading slightly. He was somewhat displeased by how Gu Qingnian addressed him, but still asked with interest, "Let's hear it."
"You came here today to take me as your disciple, correct, Senior?" Gu Qingnian asked calmly.
"Correct." Du Busi withdrew his imposing aura, returned to his previous size, and loosely folded his arms.
"But I have no desire to become your disciple. No one in this world is fit to be my master! Not even a god!"
Gu Qingnian delivered the most alarming declaration in the calmest voice.
The smile gradually faded...
Du Busi's expression grew placid, only for him to burst into wild laughter a moment later. Combined with his bearing and appearance, it put his madness on full display.
"Hahahahaha! Good! Such audacity! Such arrogance! Not even a god is worthy? Good! What do you want to wager?!"
Du Busi studied the composed Gu Qingnian. He saw neither fear nor a hint of jest in his eyes, which proved that he truly meant it.
He could not sense any joking in his words either, and that only deepened his interest.
Outside...
Seeing Du Busi in such a frenzied state, everyone's hearts tightened further. The students below did not even dare breathe loudly.
"The wager is that, one year from now, I'll take three of your attacks head-on. Or you can find someone else to attack me three times. There's no need to hold back.
"If I withstand them and am still alive and kicking afterward, I won't acknowledge you as my master, nor will I join the Body Sect. But the Body Sect will