What is the secret in Lin Futu's mouth?
Iron Hand was very interested.
"Young Master Futu, what exactly is the secret?"
Lin Futu's eyes showed a hint of arrogance, "According to you, who is the number one in Celestial Martial Academy?"
Iron Hand responded directly, "Of course, it's the unparalleled Old Buddha."
Lin Futu nodded, "You're right, but she has taken very few disciples in her lifetime, and even Dean Luo isn't qualified to be her apprentice."
His tone shifted, "However, she eventually took in one disciple, a very mysterious one. Recently, I've contacted him secretly, and he highly regards my talent and has decided to take me as his disciple."
"Is there such a good fortune?" Iron Hand was elated; he knew very well the power of Old Buddha. Even her apprentice could compete with the Hidden Sect's Seven Extremes.
Now that Old Buddha's disciple is going to take Lin Futu as a disciple, it's simply a great blessing.
