"—are you sure about this? I heard that Han Yu was at the Ninth Stage of the Body Tempering Realm Now."
"Of course I'm sure. That's why we have to be careful. The others said he's an anomaly. We can't let him grow any further."
Han Yu's heart skipped a beat. 'They're talking about me?!'
He leaned back against the wall, half-hiding behind its edge, pretending to adjust his snack as he listened even more intently.
"According to the report," the second voice said grimly, "his body is far sturdier than it should be. His endurance is abnormal, and his vitality is freakishly high for a servant. If he's left alone, he might actually climb out of his lowly status."
A third voice chimed in, filled with scorn.
"Hmph! A servant daring to dream? How can he become a disciple before us!? Let's see how he dreams when he's six feet under."
The first voice chuckled darkly.
