Chapter 33: The So-called Endowments (2/2)

He Zheng slid a contemptuous glance at Zu Zhichong.

Li Zong was the one who broke the silence. ”Both Supernaturalism Management Bureau (SMB) and Qingwei Sect are thirsty for talents. If you have the required endowments, Qingwei Sect is the right place for you to go to.”

”That's true. My master shifu no longer takes on apprentice, but my sect-uncle will finish his closed-door cultivation soon. I can introduce you to him if you like.”

”I see.” He Zheng shifted his sitting position, his chin rested on his hand, looking sideways at Zu Zhichong. 'Zu Zhichong was saying that I'm talented, and he thinks I have pretty good cultivation prospects, so he intends to recruit me before anybody else does.'

But He Zheng didn't make any precipitous decisions. ”I'll think about it.”

Zu Zhichong was somewhat surprised that He Zheng agreed to consider his offer so willingly. The bun on top of head his slightly twitched and he smiled, ”I thought you would lose your temper with me again.”

He Zheng rolled his eyes. ”What do you take me for? A rocket gun?”

For some unknown reason, Li Zong kept silent all along.

'This position of He Zheng's is really somewhat... provocative.'

With an impassive face, Li Zong shifted his gaze away and briefly curved the corners of his mouth. ”Okay, then. You may return. Don't forget the assignment I set you.”

”You're not the man I remember, Chief. I used to be allowed to spend the night here, but now you got married, and I'm not even allowed to sleep on the floor.” Upon saying this, Zu Zhichong deliberately looked in the direction of He Zheng, who pretended not to notice and went to the bedroom. Li Zong slightly curved the corners of his mouth. Bored by the two of them who didn't even bother to make a perfunctory response, Zu Zhichong left.