When Fu Chen returned to his hotel, it was already past one in the morning, and the information about Yan Wangchuan was already on his table.
"Third Master, no wonder Song Jingren doesn't know him. Yan Wangchuan did indeed study under Old Master Qiao, but he wasn't an official disciple," Shi Fang explained.
"What do you mean?" The stack of information was thick, and Fu Chen was too lazy to flip through it.
"When Old Master Qiao chose his disciples, he didn't look at their family background, only their talent. He wanted someone he could truly pass on his craftsmanship to, so those with money and power didn't catch his eye."
Fu Chen nodded. The reason was easy to guess.
Learning craftsmanship depended on talent. Not only did you need god-given talent, but you also had to be interested.
