Throughout the journey, Qin An was puzzled as to why that disciple had come to find him.

When Qin An arrived at the foot of the mountain and met the inner disciple, he searched his memory but found no recollection of the person.

"What brings you here, junior disciple?" Qin An thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why this inner disciple had come to see him, so he simply asked directly.

"I have long admired your name, Uncle-Master! We are going to participate in a training mission this time, and I feel that it is a bit difficult. So, I would like to ask you for help, Uncle-Master. I wonder if you would do me the honor of coming?" The inner disciple bowed respectfully to Qin Anxing and then smiled very brightly.

For some reason, Qin An felt that his smile was a little unnatural. Qin An only doubted it for a moment before dismissing the strange thought and not taking it to heart.

He was now preoccupied with the fact that his master had told him he hoped he could go down the mountain more often to gain experience. Now, a rare opportunity had presented itself. If he went, he could both gain valuable experience and help his junior disciple resolve his troubles—a win-win situation.

After considering this, Qin An readily agreed to the inner disciple's request: "Okay, I will go, don't worry!"

The inner disciple had been so anxious, thinking his master would surely refuse after waiting so long, that he was sweating profusely. Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and his master actually granted his request, much to his delight.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Uncle-Master!" The disciple was very excited, and his steps were much lighter on the way back.