Then, Xiong Feng looked at Ye Qingtang with a bright smile.
Ye Qingtang obviously knew what Xiong Feng was thinking.
Perfected Xuanchen was hesitant as he looked at the bright-eyed youth who had a trace of persistence in his eyes.
"You really wish to be apprenticed to me?" Perfected Xuanchen finally spoke.
Ye Qingtang nodded immediately.
"Yes!"
"Your apprenticeship gift is not small and is indeed what I need. However… even if I'm willing to give you a chance to become my disciple, I'll still need to see your endowments." Perfected Xuanchen finally relented, although he did not rashly agree to accept Ye Qingtang.
"Show me your spirit root," Perfected Xuanchen said.
Although Xiong Feng was materialistic, there was something he said that Perfected Xuanchen thought made sense.
