C57 A Loss..

"Rise," Du Shaomu gestured with a wave of his hand.

Fu Guangtinng got to his feet. Even as an honorary disciple, he was still part of the fold.

"This is an incredible stroke of luck!"

He couldn't contain his excitement, eager to pat himself on the back for seizing such a momentous opportunity.

"Master, I'll go and get my things in order. I'll come to find you in a couple of days. From then on