"Not quite." Qian Wufang shook his head. Since Zhao Wujiang had not mentioned any master or sect, he figured the young man must be a rogue cultivator without affiliations, making him the perfect candidate to take on as a disciple. Feeling that whatever the outcome of this trip, it was already a fulfilling one—if only for meeting someone so congenial—he didn't hide his intentions and said directly:
"This poor Taoist is here looking for someone, and is not a native of Xiaochang Star."
"Oh?" Zhao Wujiang's expression remained completely unchanged.
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