"Misunderstanding." After understanding everything, Cao Zhen waved his hand and said, "I really haven't looked into your family background."
"Do you mean to say this is fate?" Yi Sheng's eyes carried a trace of contemplation.
Cao Zhen repeatedly shook his head, not wanting to involve himself with fate in any way. A group of Peak Masters eyed the child covetously outside, and though he wasn't afraid of them, he saw no need to attract trouble to himself. Having four treasured disciples at Four Treasures Peak was quite satisfactory; there was no need to take on another disciple.
