Zhang Lingxue naturally knew what kind of skills her disciple possessed.
On the other side, Master Zhishen proceeded to the office with his subordinates.
One of them, as thin as a bamboo pole and wearing black sunglasses, said with some concern to Master Zhishen: "Is it really okay for us to leave the three from the Twenty-Eight Constellations hanging like this?"
"If they get angry, it won't be easy to explain."
Master Zhishen glanced up, a meaningful smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
"Thin Monkey, you seem to have some thoughts. You've followed me for so many years, it's normal to have ideas."
"Do you think offending them will have an impact on us?"
"I can tell you, it won't have any impact."
"They have so many books to read, they can't finish them in less than a month."
"If they can't finish, they won't be able to enter here. They'll just be anxious."
"I'm making them retreat in the face of difficulties."
Thin Monkey listened, still feeling a bit uneasy.
