What do you mean by mid-grade Ninth?
"Even with spiritual patterns, it's still only mid-grade?"
Master Mao was amused by Chen Xu, as he had never laughed in such a way before.
He pointed at Chen Xu, giving him a look as if he were some monstrous creature, but his mouth corners lifted high, revealing an indescribably strange smile.
"Mid-grade Ninth... only?" Master Mao chuckled, "My dear apprentice, you, you, you are truly...
Haha, hahaha!
I knew it! I knew it..."
He originally wanted to say again, I knew my vision was excellent and that I had found a genius balanced in all aspects.
And promptly took him as a disciple.
But thinking that he had praised Chen Xu repeatedly, and if he praised him excessively, making his disciple arrogant and complacent, what then?
Such a talented disciple mustn't be led astray by him!
Therefore, Master Mao swallowed back his words, finally turning them into:
