"Master, I understand my mistake."
"Where did you go wrong?"
"I shouldn't have easily trusted that old man, nor should I have let my guard down in an unfamiliar environment. Most importantly, I shouldn't have neglected to practice a Poison Protection Technique..." Shi Hao knelt on the ground with his head lowered, looking utterly dejected.
Well, he's been having quite a rough time these past few days.
Just how rough?
First, he was drugged and lost his body, then he got cornered in a room by the two girls' ancestors, namely the Celestial Sword Elder from the Iron Sword Sect, who then beat him with a cane until he was thoroughly subdued.
It's not that he couldn't fight back, but rather that Shi Hao simply had no confidence to resist.
Even though he knew it was all arranged by that old man, he couldn't help but feel that he was inherently weaker than them, that he owed those two girls.
