Taking Jiang Yang as his master meant Dong Hao's future prospects would leap several levels in one go. It was practically a step to the heavens.
If Jiang Yang announced that he was accepting disciples, everyone who saw the news would probably scramble to become his disciple. After all, Jiang Yang's strength was right there for all to see. No one could deny it.
Who wouldn't want Humanity's Strongest as their master?
Even Gu Qing was tempted. "Bro Jiang, I think you should stop making things difficult for this kid. Why not let me do it instead?"
"Fuck off, Gu Qing. Do you have no shame?"
"Gu Qing, what did you say? Where's your shame?"
"That's downright embarrassing. Brothers, beat him up!"
Wu Lei expressionlessly grabbed Gu Qing by the arm. Gu Qing's face changed, and he tried to struggle, but it was already too late. Wu Lei and the others pinned him down and gave him a thorough beating.
"Master, what should I do?" Dong Hao held the sharp blade. Though he did not know what he was supposed to do, a bad feeling had already risen in his heart. Becoming a disciple probably would not go smoothly.
"Brother, you can do it!" Dong Jie came over to encourage Dong Hao. He was greatly encouraged, and fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
"I said it before. I'm going to be a good master. First of all, I need to determine my disciple's path of growth."
"I don't want you to become a Professional." Jiang Yang's words instantly silenced Wu Lei and the others. "Bro Jiang, how can he not become a Professional?"
"Why can't he?" Jiang Yang stared straight at Dong Hao. "This blade can cut away your profession and return you to Level 1. Make your own decision."