Chen Tian thought for a while and said, "Take me to see Yue'er. If you don't mind, I'll accept her as my disciple today."
"Master Chen Tian, of course I won't mind. This way, please." The obsequious smile on Tang Ran's face spread, and he respectfully made a gesture to Chen Tian, leading the way for him.
In the quiet inner hall, Tang Yue was sitting beside the bed and looked at the pale face of Tang Tianyu with a worried look, her eyes filled with guilt.
"I'm sorry, Tianyu. You wouldn't have been injured if it hadn't been for me." Tang Yue pursed her red lips, "Don't worry. I will avenge you and bring you the arm of Yun Luofeng!"
As if hearing Tang Yue's words, the man lying in bed frowned, but soon his faced turned calm again, his eyes closed with a painful look on his face.
"Yue'er."
Suddenly, an old voice came from the outer hall, "Master Chen Tian came to take you as his disciple. Come on, come out to welcome him."
