"She's mentally ill, how do we treat that?"
"Shush!" the buxom female mentor gasped, quickly covering Chen Yu's mouth. "What are you blabbering about? Can you even talk like that?"
"I just want to ask," Chen Yu pushed away the female mentor's hand, his expression serious. "If I were to run now, hiding my identity, could the Great Emperor find me?"
Female mentor, "What do you think?"
"Fuck," Chen Yu groaned with a headache.
"What exactly happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it. Let's get going."
"Sorry." The buxom female mentor looked distressed. "It seems... the task I introduced to you caused you trouble. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"You're willing to help me?" Chen Yu looked at the female mentor.
"Within my power!"
"Then adopt me into your family. From now on, I'll take your surname."
"Why... why would I do that?"
"It'll be useful during the nine-tribe elimination game."
