Yang An refused to believe that Elder Zhuan Yu wanted to take him as a disciple for no reason, just from seeing him and his Techniques at first glance.
Given how easily Elder Zhuan Yu had recognized his abilities and how much he knew about the Great Virtue Temple, Yang An had a very bad feeling.
'When all is said and done, could this still be about the Great Virtue Temple?!'
'Is he pretending to take me as a disciple, only to drag me back to the Golden Thread Pavilion for torture?'
'But that's not necessary. With Elder Zhuan Yu's power, dealing with me would be ridiculously easy.'
'Could he have seen through my secret—that I don't have to bear the backlash?'
Yang An suddenly realized a problem: he didn't have to bear the backlash, and he had no idea if Elder Zhuan Yu had seen through this.
'It seems a little test is in order.'
The two were now in the center of Ten Directions City: the Ten Directions Palace.
