Accepting a Disciple

"What?" Lin Lan looked at Jian Wushuang in a surprise.

"I only said it was possible, but I am not sure," Jian Wushuang said.

He had confidence in the Heavenly Creation Skill, but there were exceptions in everything, so he was not sure.

Lin Lan took a deep breath, then she looked at Jian Wushuang again.

Plop!

Lin Lan was kneeling directly in front of Jian Wushuang.

"I beg you, Mr. Swordsman, please remove the Witch Poison. I, Lin Lan, am willing to be your follower for the rest of my life!" Lin Lan said in a serious manner.

"Follower?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.

He knew what being a follower meant. It was equivalent to master and servant.

In the vast Divine Land, some top experts occasionally had one or two followers around them.

Lin Lan, in order to get rid of the Witch Poison, was even willing to become Jian Wushuang's follower. It could be imagined how much the Witch Poison had tortured her.