1102 Do You Really Want to Acknowledge Me as Your Master?
Feng Shaokun waved at Zhuang Xiaojiao. “I’m fine, Xiaojiao. Thank you.”
Zhuang Xiaojiao was stunned. “Huh?”
She had already angered him to the point of vomiting blood, yet he was still thanking her?
Could it be that his brain was also damaged from anger?
In fact, she did not know that before she told him about Ye Feng’s glorious achievements, Feng Shaokun was actually in a very dangerous situation.
Because Ye Feng had dealt him a huge blow, he felt a heavy feeling in his chest. If he could not exhale it in time, he would probably be stuck here. It would be very dangerous if it was prolonged.
But when she told him about Ye Feng’s battle records, Feng Shaokun’s heart suddenly became clear.
Because he discovered that the guy who defeated him was not human at all!
Just based on Ye Feng’s unbelievable battle results, he could not be viewed from the perspective of an ordinary person. He could only be viewed from the perspective of a ‘god’.
If he was defeated, it would indeed make him very uncomfortable.
But if he was defeated by a ‘god’, what was there to be depressed about? Instead, it was an honor.
It was because he had figured it out that he successfully spat out a mouthful of blood that was stuck in his heart.
Right now, he only felt his entire body relax and extremely comfortable.
Suddenly, he walked in front of Ye Feng with big steps, staring at him.
Zhuang Xiaojiao was shocked. She thought that he was going to continue to cause trouble for Ye Feng, and she wanted to stop him.
At this moment, Feng Shaokun suddenly knelt on the ground. “Mr. Ye, you’re the great teacher I’ve been looking for. Please take me as your disciple!”
“Uh…”
Everyone present almost vomited blood.
“This… What the f*ck is going on? Young Master Kun actually wants to take Ye Feng as his master? What is this?”
“Can’t you tell? He was convinced by Mr. Ye’s strength.”
“That’s true. The strength that Mr. Ye displayed today is simply unimaginable.”
“Didn’t you hear what that beauty said? Mr. Ye still has many extraordinary skills that he has yet to display. To be able to take him as his master, that’s really a huge profit.”
“Do you think this Mr. Ye is a god? How can a mortal possess so many skills?”
“Even if he isn’t an immortal, he’s not too far off. At the very least, he’s a genius that’s hard to come by in a thousand years.”
“Young Master Kun wanted to take him as his disciple previously. I didn’t expect that he would actually take him as his master now…”
Everyone had already experienced too much shock tonight. Now that they saw Feng Shaokun becoming his disciple, they were not surprised at all. Instead, they felt that it was only natural.
If it wasn’t for the fact that they still had some self-awareness and knew that they weren’t worthy, even they would want to go up and take him as their master.
Zhuang Xiaojiao looked at Feng Shaokun with a strange expression, then at Ye Feng.
Wasn’t this too unexpected? Brother Shaokun actually wanted to take this guy as his master? Hahaha, this was too funny.
Ye Feng looked at Feng Shaokun gloomily. “Are you sick? Did you hurt your brain?”
Feng Shaokun shook his head hurriedly. “No, I’m very clear-headed. I just want to be your disciple.”
Ye Feng rolled his eyes. “But I have nothing to teach you.”
Feng Shaokun shook his head. “You’re lying. You’re so good at racing and so good at fighting.”
“I heard from Xiaojiao that you still have a lot of skills. Just teach me a little and I’ll be able to practice for a long time.”
“But I never accept disciples.”
“That’s good. I’ll be your first disciple. In the future, if you have any dirty or tiring work, leave it to me. I won’t mind.”
“But you’re older than me.”
“There is a hierarchy in learning the Dao. You are stronger than me in all aspects. This has nothing to do with age.”
“But…”
“Master, please accept my bow.”
Feng Shaokun didn’t give him a chance to refuse and directly knocked his head on the ground.
Ye Feng quickly dodged. “I didn’t say I was going to take you in. Get up quickly.”
Feng Shaokun was very stubborn. “No, if you don’t take me as your disciple, I won’t get up even if you beat me to death.”
Ye Feng looked at him coldly. “Since you want to kneel, then kneel. It has nothing to do with me.”
With that, he turned around and walked away.
Feng Shaokun suddenly hugged his leg, snot and tears streaming down his face. “Master, don’t go. Please take me in…”
Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn’t expect that Young Master Kun, who had always had a lofty image in front of them, would actually have a time to act shamelessly.
This was simply subverting their worldview!
Ye Feng frowned even more. He was about to continue to reject.
At this moment, Zhuang Xiaoqu suddenly walked over and leaned into his ear. “I think you should take him in. It will be very beneficial to you because… Their family’s strength is not much weaker than ours.”
When Ye Feng heard this, he was shocked.
He had some understanding of Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s family background. She was definitely at the peak of China.
And Feng Shaokun’s family was not much weaker than the Zhuang family?
There was no need to offend such an existence even if he did not befriend him.
He pondered for a moment and turned to look at Feng Shaokun. “Do you really want to be my disciple?”