章 547: Good Punching Bags

"I… would like to rejoin the Evil Sky Pavilion… I have nowhere else to go… Please grant me this request, master!" Ye Tianxin struggled to get up on the Fiend Monk's Hand Seal before she kneeled. Her injuries and swaying body did not hamper her determination.

People kneel at the heavens, the earth, and their parents. A master for a day, a father forever. Kneeling at her master was akin to kneeling at her father.

Lu Zhou had every right to accept this gesture.

Everyone in the Evil Sky Pavilion was watching this intently. They looked at Lu Zhou expectantly. Who could remain unmoved by this? A person's heart was made of flesh, after all.

A master and a disciple; an old man and a young lady; one kneeling, and the other standing.

After what seemed like hours, Lu Zhou finally said, "Alright." His reply was concise and to the point.

Ye Tianxin smiled before she closed her eyes and fell backward.