Madam Yan, who had gotten lost in her thoughts, suddenly felt a set of teeth lightly bite her sensitive bead, making her let out a soft gasp.
"Ahh..!" She quickly realized this wasn't the time to be lost in thought, so she hurriedly replied to her son's question.
"...S-Son, you should focus more on training yourself. As long as you pass the sect recruitment test, you'll have a small chance…"
Madam Yan didn't completely extinguish her son's hope but instead tried to use it to motivate him.
'He'll understand after his horizons broaden…' she thought to herself.
Hearing his mother's answer, Zhou Wenhai smiled brightly as determination flashed in his eyes.
"I understand, Mother! I'll keep training even harder," he said, clenching his fist.
Hearing the motivation in her son's tone, Madam Yan smiled—but then an idea flashed through her mind as she glanced down.
'Hmph, since I've already offered myself… I'm going to squeeze both your body and your value dry.'
