Wang Chong was slightly surprised. "Teacher is here?" Unsure what identity Gao Gun had assumed, he did not dare call him by name.
Shafeina said coolly, "This time, the Eternal Life Holy Church will give you its full support in becoming the Great Chieftain of the Shangtuo Tribe, one of the Eighteen Tribes of the Grasslands."
Delighted, Wang Chong exclaimed, "I will certainly keep my promise." He glanced back at Wuzhumuqin, then suddenly said, "Wait, there is one more thing."
He said gently, "I discussed this with the Holy Mother, but I have not yet asked what you think!"
Wuzhumuqin's eyes suddenly reddened. Though she was willing with all her heart, she still said, "What if I said no?"
Wang Chong laughed heartily. "Then I would snatch you away from the Eagle God Palace."
"Never mind that the Eternal Life Holy Church's Eagle God Palace is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, or that your sister is in the Grandmaster Realm, with who knows how many other experts hidden in the palace. Once I, Wen Zhengchun, say I will take you away, no one in heaven or earth can stop me."
Wuzhumuqin burst into a giggle, her eyes full of longing. "Why must you be so overbearing?" she murmured. Though she said that, her heart was as sweet as honey. On the Great Grassland, people revered heroes and prized martial prowess, and Wang Chong's words delighted her immensely.
Shafeina really could not bear to watch any longer. She did not have a particularly good impression of Wang Chong. To her, he was no different from the other scoundrels who coveted her younger sister. Yet, weighing the advantages and disadvantages, Wang Chong could not have been a better match. First, Wuzhumuqin genuinely liked him. Second, his exalted status, rapid rise,