Ling Feng widened his eyes.
This was Qin Cangqiong, Qin Qianyu's father, one of the leaders of the Qin Family, the Martial Hall Master, formerly a servant disciple of the Star Gate, with the prospect of stepping into the Foundation Establishment Realm before fifty, only lacking the last trace of Origin Power, an existence with a Life Force fearsome enough to exceed thirty or forty.
Such a person actually wanted to take him as a disciple.
Ling Feng felt as if he had won the lottery.
A string of Coasting Along Value numbers floated before him, and he worried it was an illusion, so without any hesitation, he said: "I..."
Yet, the words "don't want to" hadn't even had a chance to come out.
