"The Withered Wood Seed has been broken!"
"Was it not said that in all of Great Wei, even Great Liang and Great Jin, there might only be one person who could break this spell?
"Yet it was broken so easily by a floor-sweeping old man of the academy?
"Were the others lying, or...
"Wait. Wuyan, reverse it, Jianyi... Could he be..."
Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes. Before him, there was no white-haired old man. There was only an elegant youth looking at him with a smile at the corners of his mouth.
It was the Jianyi family's Great Elder, Wentian, whom he had seen many years ago before the Great Wei imperial palace!
"You..."
"What 'you'? Did you not want to take me as your master? Little Ye, what are you waiting for?"
Ye Fan froze, then instantly understood everything.
Everything had been a test Wentian set for him.
He immediately knelt, kowtowed three times, and said, "Disciple greets Master."
"Rise."
"Many thanks, Master."
