Chapter 213: Chapter 213: The Answer Lies in the Unknown
Chapter 213: Chapter 213: The Answer Lies in the Unknown
Little Taotie cocked his head, chewing the mushrooms in his mouth before swallowing them down. Then, he freed his mouth to answer, “It won’t work, I already have a master!”
“Who?” The man rolled up his sleeves, ready for a fight, “I’ll go defeat him!”
“My master is in the Shaolin Temple. Can you beat the Eighteen Arhats?” asked Little Taotie, curious.
The man slowly let his sleeves down and removed his mask, revealing his true face.
A high-bridged nose, well-defined lips, a pair of deep eyes—he was an exceedingly handsome man.
He silently began eating the mushrooms in his bowl, no longer speaking.
Just as Qin Xin breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the man lay down his chopsticks, slowly wipe his mouth, and say, “It doesn’t matter. Within the Mysterious Sect, it’s common for one person to have several masters at the same time. Wouldn’t it be great to have one more master teaching you skills?”
“More masters, more paths! My door is always open for you—come when you want, eat when you want, stay if you want to stay, and if you want money, I have plenty. Whatever you want, I’ll buy it for you as your master!”
“I want Evil Spirit Chocolate.”
“Uh!” Caught off guard, the man felt a bit embarrassed and touched his nose, saying, “I can buy chocolate, even though it’s not Evil Spirit Chocolate. It’s still delicious. I know people at the chocolate factory; it’s no problem for them to deliver a truckload of chocolate to you.”
“A truck?” Little Taotie was somewhat tempted.
Seeing hope, the man continued, “Have you ever seen a chocolate house?”
Little Taotie shook his head.
“If you become my disciple, I’ll build you a house of chocolate! The tables and chairs inside, the tea cups, even the bowls and plates… all made of chocolate.”
Little Taotie’s eyes grew brighter, “Really?”
“Really! Truer than pearls~!”
“Then…” Let me become your disciple!
But before he could speak out, Qin Xin covered his mouth.
Qin Xin picked him up and ran outside—this “Dragon Pool and Tiger’s Den” was no longer bearable!
Cheng Guodong hurriedly followed.
Leaving Hua Jinyan and the man to stare at each other.
The man silently put his mask back on and stood up to leave.
Hua Jinyan spoke up, “Are you the Horse-Faced Vidyaraja?”
The man paused in his steps, shaking his head, “Sort of, but not really. A manifestation, you understand?”
“To put it simply, it’s like a strand of the soul detached and entered the channel of reincarnation, becoming the mortal me.”
Hua Jinyan nodded, “I think I can roughly understand.”
“You do have talent,” the man shook his head, “but I dare not take you as a disciple, otherwise I could have had one more disciple.”
“Why wouldn’t you dare take me as a disciple?”
“Some people’s luck is too strong to be controlled by just anyone. I’m not qualified to be your master. If I were to force it, it would only bring me misfortune.”
“I want to know why, since birth, I could see those things. Can you give me an answer?”
Hua Jinyan had also asked the abbot of Shaolin Temple—he just closed his eyes and shook his head, not speaking.
The man shook his head, too, without speaking.
Just like the Shaolin Temple’s abbot on that day.
“Who can give me an answer?” Hua Jinyan asked patiently.
After a long while, the man let out a sigh, “Maybe when you grow up, you will be able to find the answer yourself. Within the unknown, the answer may appear in your dreams, or you might come across it in books, or perhaps you will suddenly have an epiphany one day. Anything is possible.”