Duan Ling Tian’s Temporary Departure From the Hidden Fog Sect

While Long Xiao feigned frustration over Duan Ling Tian's misfortune, Duan Ling Tian only thought that Long Xiao looked like a jumping clown. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"Become my master's disciple," Long Xiao said as his eyes glinted when he saw the flash of interest in Duan Ling Tian's eyes, "However, my master is one of the four Supreme Elders of the Hidden Fog Sect. Since you'd refused him, he won't easily accept you again. Fortunately for you, there's still a way. If you kneel and kowtow starting from 10 miles away from my master's residence to the entrance, he'll definitely be moved by your sincerity and accept you as his disciple. I know him very well, after all. It'd be best if you don't hold back when you kowtow and let your forehead bleed."

Duan Ling Tian nodded expressionlessly and said, "I'll think about it."