Thinking for a moment, Lin Yunhe asked, "Little friend, can you show me your ability?"
"Sure," said Su Yu.
Lin Yunhe took out a few failed items for Su Yu's appraisal. Foreign objects, air pockets, cracks, variations in density… Su Yu could tell all the imperfections with ease.
Lin Yunhe was amazed. "Little friend, if you are interested in the path of craftsmanship," he said, "you would have a bright future! If you are willing, I can teach you everything I know." There was eagerness in his voice. It seemed he was anxious that he was going to lose such an amazing talent. Su Yu was flattered. They had only just met, and Lin Yunhe was already willing to mentor him. This was the first time he had met such a selfless elder. However, with respect, Su Yu had to reject.
"My heart is with the Martial Paths," he said. "I am afraid I must decline your goodwill."
