Li Yuanjun sighed again. Sighing was like a catchphrase for him. No matter what he was about to say, he'd let out a sigh first before speaking his mind.
However, the barely concealed doubt in his eyes proved he didn't believe for a second that Zhao Zuo could pass the assessment.
"Sigh... Younger Brother Zhao, to be honest, back when I was teaching you, I wanted to talk you out of this profession..."
Back then, Li Yuanjun had been the top dog among the Artifact Refining Apprentices. He often taught the new recruits and had trained dozens of apprentices over the years. Zhao Zuo was, without a doubt, one of the least talented among them.
"..." Zhao Zuo looked at Li Yuanjun's square face. The man was speaking with a completely straight face and a tone of immense concern, yet his words were absolutely crushing. Zhao Zuo could only turn his head away and ignore him.
