Farlin's face showed a hint of shame, "Teacher..."
"Actually, you have a good talent."
The middle-aged wizard gently placed his hand on Farlin's forehead and said warmly, "You have just spent too much energy on irrelevant matters... those women around you, I will have them moved away. Some things are fine to play with when you're young, but don't get too engrossed..."
"Yes... yes."
The middle-aged wizard pondered for a moment, then continued, "I fought for a chance for you to go to the Central for further studies. In half a year, you will set out.
Before dawn breaks, everything is just beginning. Farlin, you may not be unable to surpass those who have left you far behind in the future..."
Upon hearing these words, Farlin's expression became invigorated, but after a moment it turned somewhat perplexed and bitter.
