"Master, what are you doing..."
Yang Tian found it difficult to breathe.
The Divine Breath emanating from the Drunkard was extremely strong, making it hard for him to catch his breath.
"Boy, I see that your status is just a mere servant of Yihua Palace, not even as good as an Outer Disciple. So, why don't you kneel and call me 'Master'? I'll teach you everything I've learned in my life and let you participate in the martial arts tournament to make a name for yourself!"
The Drunkard laughed heartily.
"You want me to call you 'Master'?"
Yang Tian frowned.
He was weighing the pros and cons.
But the Drunkard didn't give him any time to think, exerting force with his hand, and Yang Tian immediately fell to his knees with a thud as a powerful wave of Divine Breath surged over him.
Yang Tian was pushed to the ground and bowed deeply three times.
"Alright, from now on, I'm your Master. I now grant you a divine title: 'Wine God'!"
