He just needed one opportunity, and that opportunity was now right in front of him...
Ever since yesterday, when the man in green had sent him out to scout the town, Wan Xiaolou had already guessed his identity, although he didn't know why the man in green looked so different from the elder in the pictures outside, he was still certain of his conjecture.
He had been wounded on the 25th of May, and during these seven days, he stayed in the broken temple, never leaving, and even asked him to help gather information about the Divine Sound Sect, it couldn't be more obvious.
To be able to kill the Divine Sound Sect Elder Helian Wufeng, and even escape from the hands of Sect Leader Helian Wuji, the man in green in front of him was definitely the most formidable person he had ever encountered in his life. If only he could take him in, if only he could take him in...
"The Martial Arts you want, I've already told your little friends, and they will tell you."
Wan Xiaolou had always been watching the man in green's lips, and when he saw him say these words, he immediately knocked his forehead heavily against the ground, raised his head and said, "I beg you to take me in, senior. As long as you accept me as a disciple, I am willing to do anything, even if one day you ask me to die, I will be willing!"
The man in green, also known as Hou Yuxiao, looked directly at the youth, their gazes meeting for a long time without a word.
The firmness in the youth's gaze was touching.
But what Hou Yuxiao saw was not just determination, but also a hint of intense hatred hidden deep in the youth's eyes, even though the boy concealed it well, he had still seen it.
When he had arrived here seven days ago, he had already perceived the situation of these dozen or so children, and piecing together some scenes he had seen at the Divine Sound Sect, he quickly learned about the origins of these children and the reason they had lost their hearing.
There was some sympathy, but he had been in this world for nearly three years now, having seen too many misfortunes, and taking on responsibilities out of sympathy often led to bad outcomes.
Hou Yuxiao could easily see through Wan Xiaolou's little schemes; frankly speaking, he did appreciate the youth.
But taking on a disciple was still too early for him now!
Hou Yuxiao looked at Wan Xiaolou's resolute gaze and smiled lightly, softly saying, "You should know that when I came to you, I wasn't indebted to you, right?"
"You helped me go out to gather information today, which I consider as giving you an opportunity. You did quite well, and you didn't develop any ulterior motives, so I passed on some Cultivation Techniques to you, as a way to satisfy you."
Wan Xiaolou nodded again.
"If you want me to take in a disciple, you don't have a strong enough reason. Although you are clever, your innate talent is only average, and I have no reason to accept you."
"I just want to ask for an opportunity from you, senior. Whether it succeeds or fails, I won't bother you again, I beg you to grant me this favor!"
Wan Xiaolou seemed determined, knocking his forehead to the ground again with a thud.
Hou Yuxiao looked at his resolute face, a trace of unusual light flashing in his eyes.
"Here's what we'll do: The Hour of Hai is almost upon us. If you can think of a way to lure all of the Divine Sound Sect disciples to the west side of the city, I will take you in."
Upon hearing this, Wan Xiaolou's face immediately showed a hint of difficulty. Attracting the Divine Sound Sect disciples was not a simple matter, but he quickly thought of something, lifted his head to look at Hou Yuxiao, and asked, "Any method?"
"Can you give me some silver?"
In Hou Yuxiao's eyes flashed a hint of amusement as he lightly reached into his sleeve and tossed out a bag of about one hundred taels of broken silver.
Wan Xiaolou caught the silver and turned, striding out of the broken temple, leaving behind just one sentence.
"You'd better keep your word, senior!"