A Befitting Reward

Ming Yue was quiet when asked this. Truthfully, she didn't have to think twice about it in her heart. 

A fight with someone of such a title seemed alluring to the cultivator. To be known as the Godfist truly made her wonder what it was. 

Facing Xing Huang, whose eyes were full of anticipation, she could only do one thing. 

"I will accept."

On that note, the room erupted in commotion as the Godfist, clasped her hands together with a smile. 

"Ah, I can't wait! Why don't we hold it as an event? You could say that it is my farewell gift to my daughter", she said. 

"Alright, my dear, you're getting a little ahead of yourself. Let's finish up dinner first and then we can talk about the details, alright?" 

Xing Long, spoke up, stopping his wife from getting carried away. He then turned to Ming Yue, giving a weak smile. 

"Ah, I'm sorry for that, we can confirm things after the meal. But for now, we should relax and celebrate."