Huang An spoke lightly, but Zhao Dun knew that these issues were anything but trivial.
Especially for his disciple, who was a complete novice in management. Leading a team of thousands right off the bat was even more challenging.
He sighed deeply, suddenly slapped Huang An's shoulder, and tried to comfort him with a bitter smile:
"We are both Daming martial artists. Even martial artists need silver and power. These matters, you must participate in them if you should, you can't avoid them!
We martial artists practice our martial arts, we must not neglect our martial arts cultivation, nor our ability to manage those under us. Fighting alone, how can it be as powerful as building a force?"
Huang An listened to his master's earnest teachings and nodded seriously.
As the saying goes, in the world of the martial arts, one does not have control over one's own fate. They might seem detached but in reality, they also have innumerable shackles.