Since the boy looked as though he was about to pick a fight, the white-haired youth was left without a choice but to sigh and wave it off. “Outer court rules are outer court rules and are sorted by the outer court elders. Since they either did not find out about your offenses or decided not to intervene, there is even less of a reason for me to do anything now. I will not punish you for your seven offenses now, but I will remember it!”
Fang Xing let out a long breath, his back wetted down with cold sweat.
The white-haired youth continued on, “I originally summoned you here to test your wits and examine your physique to see if you’d be a suitable candidate to pass my knowledge on to. However, I now have a better idea: perhaps you’ll be able to see through that painting….” His voice trailed off as he spoke, as though he was making the decision right there.
