Wu Wa immediately went to Bai Zhi’s side upon hearing those words, proving through her actions that she wanted to be on Bai Zhi’s team.
"Wu Wa, you can’t be on the same team as Xingxing. Your teammate is Bai Xiang."
The reason for this arrangement, naturally, had its reasons. Wu Wa was too dependent on Xingxing, she needed to learn to grow independently. After all this time together, she had developed a certain understanding with Bai Xiang.
Of course, the most important reason could not be disclosed yet.
Over here, Xingchen and Moh Li were fellow disciples, naturally having an understanding between them, only by helping each other could they go further.
"Why?" Wu Wa felt somewhat aggrieved. She wanted to be with Ah Zhi, not with Bai Xiang.
"Because in the future, your fields of study will differ. Both of you will study martial arts, while they will study medicine in addition to martial arts. Even more..."
The two of them, if they wanted to go further, would have to pay a higher price, even if it pained his heart to not stop Xingxing.
"How pitiful." Bai Xiang immediately said those words.
"Ah Zhi..." Wu Wa was worried, and somewhat reluctant. In the end, she disdainfully looked at Bai Xiang. Why did she have to be on the same team as Zhou Bapi?
Indeed, at first, she had thought of Bai Xiang as a good boss, but now she thought he was just a Zhou Bapi.
He was too stingy, so stingy that he wouldn’t even buy them an ice lolly.
She would remember this for her whole life.
They had agreed, after selling the soap, they would go eat. Braving the blazing sun, she and Bai Fei went, but in the end, he said the restaurant was too expensive, and they should go home to eat. He wouldn’t even buy an ice lolly.
What else could this person be if not a Zhou Bapi?
"What’s that expression for, Wu Wa?" Don’t think he couldn’t understand.
"I’m despising you," Wu Wa blinked, speaking very seriously.
Over here, Bai Zhi looked towards Moh Li, who seemed to have an inevitable feeling of victory. Was he so confident?
Old Han finally finished one box and was ready to start on the second, when,
"Master, one of the boxes isn’t yours. It’s for Moh Li."
Old Han clutched the lunch box close to his chest, slowing his eating. Trying to take it back? No chance. Not even a window.
Old Han said very surely.
The next moment, Moh Li proved him wrong by declaring he was hungry.
Bai Zhi’s gaze shifted over, and Old Han still seemed reluctant—this disciple was really too much.
"Don’t give it to him, and he won’t have anything to eat ever again."
Bai Zhi directly spoke out, and finally, the lunchbox still went to Moh Li, and he took it to his room before coming back.
"Listen, what you all need to do is to use your ears to listen.
So how to feel? Use your heart. I’ll help you by enhancing your ear senses, then you two head to the training room to start training."
Though he phrased it as a question, Old Han didn’t give them a choice.
The two were taken into separate rooms.
Old Han looked at Bai Zhi sitting in a wheelchair, alongside Moh Li.
"Alright, you can close your eyes now."
As they obediently closed their eyes, two Golden Needles pricked them. In an instant, everything went dark before their eyes—they couldn’t see.
They opened their mouths wanting to ask what was going on, but they found they couldn’t speak.
Bai Zhi suddenly got nervous, this feeling was awfully familiar.
Her palms started to sweat.
"Now, when you can neither see nor speak, your ears will be able to hear more clearly.
What can you discover at this time? I’ll come back in an hour. I hope you discover something interesting."
Moh Li wasn’t panicked, since it was a clear test, and he started to attentively feel, listening to the sounds his ears could hear.
The surroundings were very quiet.