When Li Lin told him to find a new master for Li Chang'an, Li Wuji was confused.
Li Lin didn't know how to explain either. 'I can't just admit my skills are too limited to teach Li Chang'an anymore, can I?'
So, he could only grit his teeth and say, "I told you to find one, so go find one! Why all the nonsense? Remember, they have to be the absolute best—at least at the Martial Saint Realm. Ideally, they should all be Martial Gods!"
Hearing this, Li Wuji was even more baffled.
Finding a master wasn't the issue. 'But what does he mean, "starting at Martial Saint, ideally all Martial Gods"?'
'Even though there are plenty of experts in the world, it's not like Martial Saints and Martial Gods are a dime a dozen!'
Even if he was the Emperor, Martial Saints and Martial Gods were supreme figures who had long since transcended worldly control. They weren't people you could summon at will.
