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Standing behind Zheng Ming, Zhu Xinrong also frowned. Over the years, disciples with exceptional aptitude that went to Red Flame Mountain generally gained something, which had become the norm.
However, what they received was usually not highly valuable, so when these people talked about it, they treated it like a joke.
Zheng Ming had not gained anything, which in Zhu Xinrong's view, simply meant that Zheng Ming's luck hadn't kicked in yet. But now, with True Xuanzi and his brother starting their duet, it seemed as if it was wrong for Zheng Ming to come back empty-handed.
Losing face was a minor matter, but if it affected Zheng Ming's mentality, that could have a significant impact on acquiring the legacy of the Red Sun Ascetic.
"Junior brother, don't mind those two. We came to Red Flame Mountain for the inheritance of Red Sun Ancestral Master in the Ten Thousand Fire Lotus Pond, not for the trifles of Red Flame Mountain."
