“Of course, it’s about the future. Neither I nor you can tell how it will turn out!” Zheng-Fu nodded, agreeing with the young man. However, he was confident he could achieve his goal if he could become a disciple of the five eccentric elders and one mysterious elder.
“Oh, I see. By the way, can you tell me how many disciples they’ll accept this time?” A mysterious, highly skilled martial master suddenly asked with excitement.
“How many? Hmm… I’m not sure how many disciples those elders need this time. As long as you’re competent, you’ll have the right to pass the selection. But as for the rules and regulations, I can’t tell you!” The young man answered the master truthfully, as he genuinely didn’t know how many disciples the elders would accept. But he did know that anyone with sufficient talent would be eligible to join, particularly someone like Zheng-Fu. He quickly added that he couldn’t disclose more about the selection rules.