"To wear out iron shoes in a fruitless search, only to receive effortlessly what you’re looking for?!"

Su Mo glanced at the young man:

"Blood Lotus Sect?"

"..."

The young man immediately fell silent, lowering his head with a somewhat struggling expression.

Su Mo smiled slightly and gave Young Master Xing a glance:

"Today’s matters have been settled. Young Master Xing, you may leave first."

Xing Zhan nodded immediately.

He had intended to do so to begin with.

Although Su Mo claimed to have no martial arts skills, he was evidently no ordinary person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such masters protecting him.

He knew nothing of this Blood Lotus Sect, so for Su Mo, he was of no use.

And with Su Mo uninterested in the affairs of the Xing Family, it was wise not to bring it up.

Though curious about Su Mo’s identity, he understood that digging deeper would lead to no good.

His visit today was merely to confirm the identity.

Now confirming Su Mo’s identity with Wangyou Island, and the documents being in order, he ought to leave when asked.

He gave Su Mo a position and mentioned the delivery time, then pushed a token towards Su Mo and cupped his hands in a slight bow:

"Then I shall take my leave. If you need any help in the future, you can leave a message at Taiyang Restaurant using this token.

"No matter the matter, I will assist without hesitation."

Su Mo thought for a moment and did not decline, nodding slightly to keep the token.

Xing Zhan was satisfied.

Regardless of who Su Mo truly was, under certain conditions, it would be better to form connections if possible.

In the Jianghu, having more friends meant more paths.

If ever faced with a dire situation, having such an ally could lead to a resurgence.

Su Mo accepting the token marked a good start.

He then respectfully bid farewell and left, taking the unconscious, life-or-death Xing Hao with him.

Su Mo sat in the Longevity Pavilion, watching Xing Zhan leave before turning his gaze to the young man, smiling slightly:

"What is your name?"

"..."

The young man remained silent, glanced at Su Mo:

"Why are you seeking the Blood Lotus Sect?"

Su Mo chuckled softly:

"Obviously, I’m the one asking you, yet you’re questioning me?"

The young man sighed upon hearing this:

"Forget it, no matter the reason.

"I advise you against searching for them.

"The Blood Lotus Sect is ruthless and heartless. You, without martial arts skills, might become a burden to this lady here.

"However, if you insist on knowing, you have to agree to a condition of mine."

"Oh?"

Su Mo gently shook his head:

"Why not tell me your condition?"

"You let this lady take me as her apprentice."

The young man looked towards Zhen Xiaoxiao, his eyes somewhat fervent.

Su Mo laughed again at this, then turned to Zhen Xiaoxiao:

"What do you think?"

"Huh?"

Zhen Xiaoxiao was taken aback: "Take him as an apprentice?"

Su Mo nodded: "Are you willing?"

Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately shook her head vigorously:

"No, no, he can’t be eaten."

At her words, the young man turned pale:

"Eat?"

People take apprentices to pass on martial arts and teachings, don’t they?

How did it become about eating with this pretty lady here?

How could an apprentice be eaten?

"How do you know he can’t be eaten?"

As the young man’s heart pounded, Su Mo’s next words plunged his spirits further.

He couldn’t help turning back to look at Su Mo.

He thought to himself that these two were even more eccentric than the Blood Lotus Sect.

Then Zhen Xiaoxiao asked him:

"How many bowls of rice can you eat in one meal?"

Upon hearing this, the young man felt he might have misunderstood.

What these two meant by not being able to eat might be about his appetite?

He had to have a big appetite to catch this pretty lady’s eye?

Thinking this, he felt it might be nonsense, seeing how the lady didn’t seem like a big eater.

He patted his chest:

"I can eat three bowls of rice in one meal!"

He was quite proud of this.

"A growing boy can bankrupt his father."

Su Mo shook his head: "Truly lives up to its name."

Zhen Xiaoxiao, however, sneered: "Just a tooth gap... Master, his appetite is small. I don’t want to take him as an apprentice, or White Tiger will laugh at me."

"..."

Hearing this, the young man was confused. Eating three large bowls at a time and still can’t eat?

And White Tiger would laugh at her? Who is White Tiger?

Clearly discussing apprenticeship, how did it devolve into eating?

Su Mo sighed, glanced at the young man:

"This lady is unwilling to take you as an apprentice, what now?

"Her martial arts are superior, and I can’t beat her.

"If she’s not willing, I can’t force it.

"How about this, let’s find a compromise.

"I know many masters. How about I find another mentor for you?"

"Really?"

The young man’s eyes lit up immediately, looking up at Su Mo:

"Then... how do these people’s martial arts compare to this lady here?

"Even if not as good as her, what about compared to Hei Bodhisattva?"

"Hei Bodhisattva?"

Su Mo chuckled:

"He’s not up to scratch."

Hei Bodhisattva is actually quite well-known in the Jianghu.

He’s notorious, with ruthless methods.

But as for martial arts, he’s still within the realm of the Twelve Evils of Tianfeng.

This in itself surprised Su Mo a bit.

Before coming to Xizhou, Su Mo had always felt that the Jinglong Association’s Headquarters must be a dragon’s lair and tiger’s den, full of masters.