"Master is really serious this time…"
Li Mei's whisper was so faint it could've been mistaken for the buzzing of a fly.
But with his heightened senses, Wang Chen naturally heard it—and his lips twitched uncontrollably.
Just what do these disciples think of their master?
Noticing the flash of displeasure on Wang Chen's face, both Li Mei and Lin Huang straightened immediately. Without a word, they sat cross-legged, assuming meditative postures like dutiful students awaiting their teacher's instruction.
Seeing them finally act serious, Wang Chen nodded with satisfaction. His voice carried the calm gravity of a seasoned cultivator.
"You might already know just how heaven-defying and impossibly difficult cultivation truly is."
The words were simple, even cliché, but both disciples nodded solemnly, understanding where he was going.
As expected, Wang Chen thought smugly.
