Senior Brother Chang said, "Are the people of Huanxi Mountain Villa the same as people of the Misty Sect? He Tianshu, who told you that?"
He Tianshu was left utterly dumbfounded by the rebuttal. The question had struck right at the heart of the matter, leaving him unable to answer.
Another, younger man chimed in. "Senior Brother He, you needn't waste your efforts. Our Misty Sect has always been extremely strict in accepting disciples, and our aptitudes are all among the finest. This junior brother may not possess the most outstanding talent among the younger generation, but I am still above average. Surely I am not inferior to your Zhang Xiaohua? I have been reading the medicinal texts in our hall since childhood, yet I have never found a solution in them. Does Senior Brother He truly think he can bring you a miracle?"
Then Senior Brother Chang spoke again. "If these seeds do not sprout, no one is placing all the blame on you. At worst, you can remain at Huanxi Mountain Villa another year."
After saying that, he chuckled softly.
The two men's words made He Tianshu's face flush a dark purplish red.
Zhang Xiaohua stood beside He Tianshu. He carefully tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "No need to borrow books for me, Captain He. Lord Manor has already given me some more books."
At those words, a sharp gleam flashed through Hall Master Bai's eyes before vanishing at once. After all, there were heaps upon heaps of exceptional young talents in the Misty Sect's Medicine Hall, and any one of them had been cultivated from childhood. When it came to theoretical knowledge, they surpassed Zhang Xiaohua a hundredfold. Though he was somewhat surprised by Ou Yan's attitude toward Zhang Xiaohua, he did not pay it much