"Tsk, tsk..."
Seeing Su Chen's lack of interest, an amused expression appeared on Ming Lin's face. "It seems even a Yuan Capital Disciple isn't good enough for you."
When he first met Su Chen, he had truly thought Su Chen was just a quiet person, uninterested in things like battles or competition.
Later, as he got to know Su Chen better and especially after the battle with Zhu Xuan, Ming Lin gradually figured it out. It wasn't that Su Chen was uninterested; it was that he didn't see them as rivals at all. It was a complete and utter disregard.
"Stop overthinking it..." Su Chen said, speechless. He changed the subject. "Have you ever heard of something called a Forged Ore Vein or the Star of Void?"
"Never heard of them." Ming Lin shook his head, a glint in his eye. "Where would I find the time to care about that stuff? Did you dig up another good profession?"
"I heard you went to the Translation Department again today."
