Just by looking, he learned it...
Elder Master Xun fell silent, the brush in his hand came to a halt.
Xun Ziyou, his gaze lowered, secretly lifted his eyes and glanced at Elder Master Xun before summoning the courage to ask:
"Patriarch, this couldn't have been... taught by you as well, right?"
Elder Master Xun's pale eyebrows arched slightly as he glanced at Xun Ziyou and said indifferently:
"What's the matter? Not acceptable? Are you questioning me, this old Patriarch?"
Xun Ziyou's sudden burst of courage instantly vanished, and he awkwardly replied, "Wouldn't dare."
Then, he muttered under his breath:
"Still, Patriarch, you might be showing a bit too much favoritism… Sect disciples aren't taught, Xun family descendants aren't taught, yet all of it is given to Mo Hua, that kid…"
"And it's all the good stuff…"
"Formation Drawing on the Ground, Sword Qi deduction…"
"Why don't you just teach him the Divine Thought into Sword True Jue as well?"
