"Is that even my fault?" Ye Futian noticed Yi Qingxuan was laughing at him, and felt upset that he had been made fun of by a woman.
"Sure, it's not your fault." Yi Qingxuan kept laughing, looking even cuter.
Someone came out of the hall. He looked powerful, and soon fixed his eyes on Yu Sheng.
"Dad, I didn't lie, right?" Yi Qingxuan was smiling at the man who just came out.
He did not respond but kept looking at Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng was somehow confused.
"You were born to be a martial arts cultivator. Would you like to be my disciple?" Yi Qingxuan's father asked Yu Sheng.
Ye Futian's eyes sparkled. This girl seemed to have a powerful background in this school. Those two old men who tested them must also be powerful in this school, but they were only doing the pre-test for Ye Qingxuan's father, who was in fact, the decision maker.
Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian, seemingly indecisive.
