A certain house in the outer mountains.

Chen Yuan sat on a chair as he calmly took a sip of tea. Before him stood a young man in blue with a respectful expression. His face was ordinary, but his eyes appeared a little devious, somewhat similar to a wolf. 

“Teacher Chen, you were the one who agreed that I would get a first class disciple quota.” Said the young man in blue with a pained face.

Chen Yuan waved his hand and replied, “I too did not expect things to turn out this way. Mu Wuji forcibly shoved someone in.”

Chen Yuan indifferently said, “Hehe, Han Shan. I was the one at fault this time. I will return everything.” 

The youth in blue called Han Shan hurriedly said, “How can I take back the gifts I’ve given teacher Chen.”

Chen Yuan nodded in admiration. He lightly tapped the table as he said, “Although...