They only had two courtyards in total.
Wu Zimo and the others resided in one of the courtyards, and it was only natural for his Master to live there as well. Wu Zidao, compared to Wu Zimo, was particularly intrigued by the Master.
The fact that his Master could transform someone seemingly insignificant into a Martial Master spoke volumes about their immense power. With such a formidable Master, what was there to worry about?
Wu Zidao glanced around, hoping to catch sight of his Master. He wondered if he could seize an opportunity for himself.
Even if the position of Tribe Chief was no longer available, he still wanted to continue improving his cultivation.
Wu Zimo furrowed his brows, displeased with Wu Zidao's intense gaze. With a stern expression, he reminded him, "This way."
Only then did Wu Zidao retract his gaze and take a seat in the house.
