The assistant in the room finished making the tea, brought over a cup, and immediately turned to leave the office.
Sikong Zhi picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Good, I know."
"It seems that Su Mu has made the right decision and is ready to take action."
"Let's hope so."
After hanging up the phone, Sikong Zhi drank the tea in the cup in one go, the scorching tea water went down his throat, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"The real test has always been just one. If you haven't taken action before becoming a Grandmaster, Su Mu."
"Even if you complete the first test…"
"That would still be a failure."
Sikong Zhi's fingers continuously tapped on the tabletop.
"After failing the test, the Martial Saint himself won't give you a second chance."
"Even a demon like Huangfu Tian ultimately chose to join the Martial Saint's fold."
"Su Mu, I hope you can make the right choice soon."
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