"Why didn't Master keep Zhang Yi?"
It was not until Zhang Yi had left that He Wen finally asked Qin Hao.
Since Zhang Yi possessed such a potent ancestral bloodline, and his talent was so immense—as seen by how Ao Yue looked like he had found a treasure—it was clear how precious such a person was.
To let go of such a talent to someone else seemed indeed too wasteful.
Even though He Wen was very naive, she still felt that it would be better to integrate Zhang Yi into their fold. Once he grew up, he would definitely be a formidable support.
"Only among the Sub-dragon Clan could he receive the best inheritance. It is most suitable for him, and besides, the people of the Sub-dragon Clan are his kin. I do not have the right to stop him from being with his own people."
Qin Hao smiled faintly, showing no sign of regret.
"This is what respect is, I suppose," he said.
He Wen looked thoughtful. She gazed at her Master, her eyes full of admiration.
