The Right Way to Do It

"Sir... please don't go."

Seeing Xiao Han about to leave, Lin Xiao hurried forward and stopped him. He said, "Sir, it was all my fault. I've always taught Dong'er that a master is like a father. If he were ever fortunate enough to have a master, he must respect him as he would his own father. And he absolutely must not take multiple masters or do something so ungrateful. Dong'er is so cautious because of my teachings."

Lin Xiao kept apologizing to Xiao Han and managed to persuade him to stay.

Lin Xiao did not know whether the Tian Xuan Continent truly had a race called the Winged Human Race. But from the fluctuations of the aura around Xiao Han just now, he instinctively felt that the other man's cultivation was at least above the Yuan Dan Realm—perhaps even at a more terrifying level. Such a prodigy, even at such a young age, was more than qualified to become his son Lin Dong's master.

Seeing Xiao Han stop, Lin Xiao called out deeply to Lin Dong, who stood nearby, "Dong'er, hurry up and pay respects to your master."

"Disciple Lin Dong pays respects to Master."

Hearing this, Lin Dong ultimately chose to trust his father's judgment. He walked before Xiao Han and prepared to bow.

"Wait!"

However, Xiao Han waved his hand, and a stream of energy held Lin Dong in place. Meeting the boy's raised, puzzled gaze, he said calmly, "If you want to become my disciple, you can. I'll give you a chance to prove whether you're sincere. Do you see that Back Mountain?"

Xiao Han pointed toward the Back Mountain beyond Lin Dong's courtyard.

"Yes."

Lin Dong nodded.

"Before sunset, run from here to the mountaintop and back fifty times. If you can do that, I'll accept