Yan Meng started to prepare his mentality, for some reason, he couldn't focus right now, his body trembling completely, he couldn't help but started to worry.
'What if I fail?'
If it's in normal circumstances, Yan Meng could do it so composed, that his nose would reach the sky and his eyes completely closed.
But right now, his confidence is dwindling.
Mo Xie sigh: "What are you so afraid of? I am your master, not some sort of verdict for your life."
Yan Meng smiled, he then shook his head: "I am just afraid that I might show a lot of flaws and couldn't match up to master's expectation."
Mo Xie hearing this laugh: "If you can match my expectations, then, you would already be a ruler of a realm, so don't worry about me seeing your flaws, it is the duty of the master to repair these flaws, nobody is perfect, and the dao of pill refining and martial dao is an endless path, It is the nature of a cultivator to challenge nature itself!"
