After the beast horde retreated, Su Xiaomo dropped to his knees.
This left several elders deeply puzzled. The boy had shown such courage in the Yunling Mountain Range, so how had he become so frightened in a situation like this that he could not even stand steadily?
Although Sun Yingquan and the other three Outer Sect disciples were terrified as well, they could at least remain standing after the danger had passed.
Just moments ago, they had praised him as a promising seedling worth nurturing. Yet he had now acted like this, and disappointment inevitably rose in the hearts of the four elders.
Complex emotions flickered in Xia Shuiyun's bright eyes.
Over this period of time, had she not been helping Su Xiaomo openly and secretly precisely because of his performance in the Yunling Mountain Range?
The danger this time was nowhere near as severe as before, yet he had been frightened into kneeling on the ground.
Xia Shuiyun almost stepped forward and slapped him, saying, "Su Jintang, you have truly disappointed me!"
Though Sun Yingquan was usually somewhat of a dandy, he had a clear head. He knew Gousheng's actions would displease the elders and, in the worst case, could affect his future. He hurriedly whispered, "Get up already!"
Yet not only did that fellow fail to hear him, he even knocked his forehead against the ground, his face blurred with tears, and cried out...
Gah!
Sun Yingquan was instantly dumbfounded.
The four disappointed elders were dumbfounded too.
What he had called out was... Master?
The complex look in Xia Shuiyun's bright eyes gradually turned to astonishment.
That silver-haired Old Man, who had appeared and frightened off the beast horde as though he were a reclusive master beyond the mortal world, was his master?
"My master is Jun Tianlao