"An assembly with only the juniors participating is a bit boring." Alex smiled cheerfully.
"In my opinion, you should join in as well."
"...What?" Tobias pointed at himself, forcing out an awkward smile.
"Saint Lord, you... you must be joking, right?"
"This poor Daoist is the Third Elder, for better or worse. How can I compete with the juniors for their fortuitous encounters?"
"Do you think I look like I am joking?" Alex smiled faintly.
"My mind is made up. In the next examination assembly, count yourself in."
"If you do not break through, you will also have to go down the mountain and execute missions for me."
Tobias: "???"
"No, Saint Lord..."
"This poor Daoist is already over three hundred years old. I've been stuck at the second level of the Mahayana Realm for half my life."
"Aren't you just driving a duck onto a perch?"
His face was full of grievance. Looking as though he were about to cry.
Alex acted as if he didn't see it at all.
"You can't say that."
