"Stuart, my big brother," the middle-aged man approached Bidegla, and the two men who had been blocking Bidegla quickly and respectfully spoke.
"Shut up, how many times do I have to tell you, you must call me Chairman. If you continue to speak out of turn, beware of your heads." After speaking, Stuart Buzer looked coldly at the two men, causing them to lower their heads.
"Heh heh, brother Gla, don't mind. I will take you to meet the master now." After reprimanding the two men, Stuart Buzer also put on a smile, changing his expression faster than changing the weather.
Hearing his words, Bidegla was very puzzled and asked, "Your master?"
"I can't explain it for the moment. Come with me for now." Seeing Bidegla's puzzled expression, Stuart Buzer stopped explaining and led the way.
The Xinyang Building was very tall, with over fifty floors. Just taking the elevator took several minutes, and during the elevator ride, Bidegla had already scanned Stuart Buzer.
At this scan, he was somewhat shocked. Stuart Buzer, although outwardly friendly, had no less than twenty scars on his body, some of which were life-threatening.
It seemed that Stuart Buzer had a deep background and did not seem like a good person. This was Bidegla's first impression of him.
Of course, if Bidegla knew the man in front of him was the underground emperor of Zhuhai City, he would surely be even more surprised.
"Master, I have brought the person." In front of an ancient door, Stuart Buzer respectfully spoke.
The Xinyang Building was a place filled with a modern atmosphere, but at the top, there was such an ancient place, which surprised Bidegla. It seemed to be specially set up.
"Come in." In the room, came an old voice, and then Stuart Buzer pushed open the door, and Bidegla saw the old man who had saved his life yesterday.
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This old man, like Bidegla, was sitting cross-legged, resembling a cultivator from a novel.
After cultivating his qi, Bidegla could see the overwhelming aura emanating from him, which was extremely astonishing.
"Stuart, you can leave. I have something to discuss with this young brother." The old man spoke calmly.
"Disciple obeys." Stuart Buzer respectfully left, without a trace of the bossy demeanor he had before.
"Sit down."
"Oh, I don't need to sit," Bidegla spoke.
"Show me the qi you have sensed." The old man glanced at Bidegla, making him feel as if he had been seen through.
But knowing that the old man was an expert, Bidegla didn't hesitate and immediately released a white mist in his hand, the result of his meditation the previous night.
"It really is qi." Seeing the white mist in Bidegla's hand, a smile appeared on the old man's face. However, when Bidegla didn't notice, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.
"Alright, take this book back and study it carefully. When you reach the inner strength, then we can talk about apprenticeship." As he spoke, the old man threw a book at Bidegla and then issued a dismissal: "You can leave now, I need to cultivate."
A wave of qi rushed toward him, and Bidegla felt an irresistible force pushing him out of the door.
"Brother Gla, how did it go?" Outside the door, Stuart Buzer had been waiting for a long time and rushed up to ask when he saw Bidegla coming out.
"Here, I was given a useless book." Bidegla raised the item in his hand with a hint of helplessness in his expression.
"You should be content, as Master would not easily take on a disciple. Since he is willing to impart knowledge to you, it means you are now a registered disciple of Master, with a status equal to mine," Stuart Buzer said, with a hint of envy.
After all, to become a registered disciple of Master at such a young age, the future achievements are boundless.
"What's so great about being a registered disciple?" Bidegla couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Alright, now that Master has passed everything on to you, go back and study diligently. Here's my business card, if you need anything, just give me a call," Stuart Buzer handed over a card.
"Thank you."
On the way back, Bidegla flipped through the book, which only contained records of hierarchical divisions and the like.
In modern times, in the initial stages of training, one focuses on external force. Once this level is achieved, the body's ability to withstand and burst will improve to a level not inferior to that of a special forces soldier.
After external force comes internal force, and it is only after achieving this that one can become a disciple. This requirement is indeed quite high.