Wang Wu didn’t regret the loss of 1.5 million; what he lamented was a promising martial arts talent ruined by his own character. If only he were more grounded and had received some guidance from him, his future achievements in the martial arts would have been immeasurable... It was a pity, alas!
To each their own fate. Though Wang Wu appreciated talent, he couldn't just drag anyone into the world of martial arts. After all, the path of martial arts was extremely demanding; if someone with an impatient temperament were to go astray, it would be a minor issue, but if they suffered a backlash from deviating into a dangerous path, that would be truly troublesome.
"Mr. Yang, the machine is right here. Will you be cutting it yourself, or shall I assist you?" Seeing the 1.5 million credited to his account, Boss Zheng was grinning from ear to ear. The way he looked at Yang Fan now was as if he were looking at the God of Wealth.
Chapter 43