"They both... little do they know, the more powerful their helpers are, the happier I am. Hahaha!"
The steward and the young apprentice within the National Teacher's Mansion couldn't help but look at each other perplexed, they didn't quite understand why the National Master was happier the more powerful the enemy was?
It must be the National Master's way of thinking, after all, his thoughts were not something that mere servants like them could fathom.
Then they saw Shi Wangdao take out a piece of yellow paper, fold it into a paper crane, and mutter a few words to it.
Next, he gently tossed the paper crane, which astonishingly came to life like a real bird fluttering its wings and swiftly flew in a certain direction.
