"Logically speaking, more than one major family within the Sect should have approached you."
The young man before him held a teacup. He lowered his head, pondering for a moment, then looked up and said firmly, "You are different from them. Your lineage has no heirs left."
Zhou Yunyang's face darkened. He sneered, "No heirs left? What is that supposed to mean?"
The young man said earnestly, "Since I want to take you as my teacher, I naturally must speak clearly. You are of the Morning Star Legacy, but your bloodline has withered. It has completely ended with you. If I can become your student, you will inevitably devote all your efforts to nurturing me. All your resources and connections will be poured into me. Those major families, on the other hand, do not lack someone like me. Better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond."
As his voice fell, a faint glimmer of black light seemed to flash in his eyes.
