Competition(1)

Luke never understood the old man's goals, but he continued to learn the Throwing Arts under him. The tutoring lasted three months, and on the last day of the third month, the elderly man told Luke, "That he would take a test of what Luke had learned until now."

Luke came to the same place the next day but the old man who would be waiting for him was nowhere to be seen only a letter was left under the Drinking Gourd of the old man from which, he used to drink. Luke picked up the letter and read it

The contents of the letter were like this

Dear Disciple of mine,

By the time you would be getting this letter, I would not be in the Central Continent. I am neither a thief nor a mage who can make you aim your spells better. I apologize for lying to you about making your spells better with Throwing Arts. Though it is partially your fault for believing a wandering old man like me. TEEHEE!