Mo Yun thought for a moment, then said, "I think your talents are acceptable, but you're too crafty, I've decided to assess you further."
"Aren't we in the same boat here, and you still want to test me?" Gu Fan was somewhat displeased, but then quickly realized this wasn't an attitude of earnestly seeking guidance. So he changed his tone, pleading softly, "Beauty, look, now many people have designs on the Devil Cult, and by extension, on you. Here you are, a woman all alone without any help. If you teach me Martial Arts, then I can help you."
"That is quite a far-fetched reason." Mo Yun frowned slightly. Now that the Martial Arts Pope, the Devil Incarnate, and so many experts were gone, it was like the dragons had lost their heads. The Martial Arts world would definitely go through a period of chaos, and having strength was very important for self-preservation in this chaotic time.