Chapter 139 A Teacher from Heaven
The entire association of therapists knew that Wen Le had a remarkable master they couldn't reveal, but Wen Le, the client, was the only one who was kept in the dark. To use a crude analogy, the heartbreak of a husband's infidelity, known to the entire world but unknown to his wife, is simply indescribable.
So when Wen Le returned to the Healer Association and heard everyone congratulating him, he was stunned. He tried hard to recall what he had done recently, and apart from completing missions, he didn't seem to have done anything earth-shattering or that made a significant contribution to the Association.
He'd been staying at school quite obediently lately, either training or taking extra classes. Even when he went on a mission a while ago, it was with a classmate, and it was a school-issued mission that had nothing to do with the Therapists Association. So, what was wrong with these people? Why were they suddenly so enthusiastic about him?
Wen Le even had a wild imagination and made up a beautiful story about someone doing good deeds without leaving a name and all the credit was attributed to him, the so-called "pie in the sky" story.
No way!
It feels weird no matter how I think about it!
Wen Le even suspected there was some conspiracy, afraid there was some trap waiting for him. He'd flatter him now, then, after lulling him into unconsciousness, he'd be dumped with a cauldron on his head. By then, he'd be completely unprepared and unable to find his grave to cry. That would be truly pitiful.
Just as Wen Le was lost in thought, the person in charge of the gathering saw him and hurried over to say, "Young Master, why are you still here? Come in quickly, everyone is waiting for you."
Wen Le would be a fool to follow him in. Who knew what was waiting for him inside? He quickly grabbed the person in charge's arm, pointed inside, and whispered, "Inside?" This was all so unclear, and he was under a lot of pressure. Who knew if there was a tiankeng waiting for him inside?
The person in charge was a little surprised when he saw Wen Le's cautious expression, and blurted out: "You don't know?"
He doesn't look like someone who is excited about becoming a disciple.
Wen Le was even more confused: "What do I know?"
He really doesn't know anything. Is there anything he should know?
Wen Le felt that if this continued, he would eventually collapse. This feeling of the whole world knowing something but him being unaware was truly heartbreaking.
The person in charge blinked, hesitating whether to tell Wen Le about the matter, but then he thought that since the master hadn't told him yet, it would seem a bit nosy for him, an outsider, to tell him. What if the master just wanted to give his apprentice a surprise? If he told him right away, wouldn't that spoil the fun?
The entire association was wary of the unspeakable boss, fearing they would displease him and forget about mentioning a small figure like him. They were afraid that the boss would disappear if he got upset. This time, the boss's appearance had alarmed countless people, and the association was practically burning incense three times a day, fearing that he would run away again if they disagreed.
But as the master's apprentice, Wen Le couldn't afford to offend him. He couldn't just bully him because he was younger. Even if Wen Le wasn't the master's apprentice, he was still recognized by the association as the most promising healer with a promising future. It would be unwise to offend him when he was still a nobody.
Unless the other person's character is really bad and they are really unpopular, there is really no need to offend them for such a thing. So the person in charge thought about it and gave Wen Le a hint: "Young man, you are lucky. There is a big surprise waiting for you inside." After thinking about it, he added, "It's like gold falling from the sky."
Having said that, Wen Le Wen Le is not really stupid. This means that there are no sinkholes waiting for him as he had just imagined, otherwise the person in charge would not say such a thing.
After comforting himself in his heart, Wen Le straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and then slowly followed the person in charge in.
Anyway, it is a blessing rather than a disaster. If it is a disaster, you cannot avoid it. No matter how hard you try, you cannot escape what is yours.
As soon as Wen Le entered, everyone in the hall looked at him, as if they were X-raying him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He was already unsure, and now he was even more nervous, and the alarm bells in his head were ringing even louder.
Someone must have tricked him!
No need to think about it this time, it’s definitely there!
Use his sixth sense to ensure it.
Fortunately, everyone was reserved and averted their gazes just as the alarm bells blared in Wen Le's head. Otherwise, Wen Le would have bolted. It wasn't his fault for being cowardly; the room was filled with powerful figures, and any one of them was too much for him to provoke. If he couldn't afford to provoke them, he could always avoid them.
Who among those present wasn't a shrewd person? How could they not see Wen Le's embarrassment? So everyone calmly changed the subject, their attention no longer focused on Wen Le, which made Wen Le secretly relieved. This feeling of being surrounded by bigwigs was terrible, like a herbivorous rabbit surrounded by a pack of carnivorous wolves. It was enough to scare the crap out of you.
Wen Le stole a glance at the middle-aged man in casual attire sitting in front of him, chatting quietly with someone nearby. If he remembered correctly, this man was a senior official in the military. He'd just happened to meet him during his internship at the military corps, while he was there on an inspection tour. While the senior official didn't recognize him, he knew him.
And that old man on the left, dressed in a faux Tang suit and looking remarkably kind, isn't he the notoriously tough-minded Foreign Minister? He looks like a completely benevolent old man, his assertiveness nowhere to be seen. But Wen Le wouldn't believe he was as easygoing as he appeared. Anyone who achieved interstellar fame couldn't possibly be a pushover.
There are other people who are also big names in their respective industries. Although they are all wearing casual clothes, each of them is extraordinary when they go out.
Looking at these people, Wen Le began to wonder if he had come to the wrong place. This was not the kind of industry youth exchange he had imagined. He had assumed only members of the Therapist Association would be in attendance. Unexpectedly, so many bigwigs showed up at once, and the pressure was instantly doubled.
Seeing the enthusiastic and somewhat abnormal attitude of the person in charge just now, Wen Le had a bad feeling. He was afraid that he would be pushed out as an example later. After all, he was the youngest among them, and things were precious because they were rare. He was still quite eye-catching among such a group of people.
Wen Le felt his scalp tingling at the thought of being stared at by a group of big guys.
However, what you fear will come true, and Wen Le could not escape being watched.
…
As everyone was eagerly waiting, the legendary talented and willful boss finally appeared leisurely.
As soon as this person appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Several of the bigwigs approached him with familiarity and greeted him, receiving a response. It was clear that they knew each other and had a good relationship. Everyone saw this, and they were actually quite surprised; they didn't expect to receive a response this time. They were even a little flattered.
After all, this person was known for his capriciousness. When he was upset, he wouldn't even bother to talk to you. If you approached him with a glare, you'd be the one to lose face. But he was talented, and a top-tier healer in the empire, so there were times when they could both use each other. At times like these, these little tempers became insignificant. After all, compared to his talent, a little temper was nothing. Everyone expressed understanding; who doesn't have a temper?
On the contrary, if you have no talent but have a bad temper, you should find a place where no one is around to reflect on yourself and change your temper, because no one will tolerate you.
After greeting a few of the big guys, he glanced across the crowd at Wen Le. Wen Le's scalp tightened under his gaze, and he had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the big guy pointed at him, made a hooking gesture, and sparingly said two words: "Come here."
Wen Le: “…”
He really didn't want to go over there at all. He turned his head and looked around unwillingly, thinking that maybe he was referring to someone else.
Unfortunately, the boss ruthlessly shattered his hope: "It's you, come here."
Wen Le… Wen Le didn't want to go over there at all, especially with so many people watching. He didn't want to be in the spotlight. But he couldn't pretend he didn't hear them. Otherwise, outsiders would think he was ungrateful. They might even think he was taking advantage of them and deliberately making trouble.
To be honest, he really didn't want to catch this pie that suddenly fell on his head. Others only saw him being hit by the pie, but didn't think about how painful it was. And whether it was a pie or a stone was still unknown.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wen Le bravely walked up to the boss. Before he could even greet him, he was stunned by a thunderbolt thrown by the boss: "I declare that Wen Le will be my only disciple."
Wen Le: “!!!”
Wen Le was struck by a bolt from the blue. His first reaction was how he was going to explain this to Teacher Hu later that evening. After such long interactions, Wen Le was certain that Teacher Hu was real, not some artificially created artificial intelligence. Being a therapist is a profession that values mentorship, and Teacher Hu was like a teacher to him. Would he be furious if he found out he was already booked? He was afraid that if Teacher Hu unleashed his power, the system would explode. The scene would be too beautiful, and he didn't dare to watch.
Besides, Wen Le had already decided that Master Hu was his disciple. Although neither of them had stated it explicitly, they were in fact master and apprentice. He found it hard to accept the sudden addition of a new master. Furthermore, they hadn't discussed it with him before, so suddenly, the idea of taking him in as a disciple was something he resented. Even if the other person was powerful, he couldn't be happy about this without his consent.
But looking at the current situation, the initiative is not in his hands, he has to think about how to refuse.
While Wen Le was daydreaming, someone patted his head lightly. He looked up and saw the boss looking at him unhappily, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his lack of an immediate answer.
"What? Are you not satisfied with me being your master?" Wen Le felt that the arrogant look was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
As he spoke, he patted Wen Le lightly, his technique quite expertly. The movement, the expression, the tone of voice all resembled someone he knew. Wen Le's scalp tingled, and he reflexively called out, "Teacher Hu?"
"snort!"
After receiving the response, Wen Le felt completely unwell. He had never expected that it was really that person, and he had actually guessed it right. Thinking about the series of reactions from everyone along the way, Wen Le felt like he was in a dream. He had known that Teacher Hu was real, but he had never expected that it would be this big boss who was admired by everyone in front of him. This was quite different from what he had imagined...
Wen Le wanted to kneel down before this man now. The sudden ceremony of accepting a disciple was more of a shock than a surprise. However, this did give Wen Le some peace of mind. After all, today's disciple-taking was for a reason, not just a sudden, impulsive decision by the boss.
Otherwise, he was really afraid that he would be hurt by this big pie that fell from the sky.
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