Ding Ling was puzzled.
Moreover, after divining that Shi Jieren harbored no ill will toward him and had seemingly not done anything too excessive to the people of Nan Shao Kingdom, he nodded and entered the main hall.
Shi Jieren felt relieved and immediately had the dishes served.
The so-called meager wine he mentioned was actually Spiritual Wine he had brewed himself for a full ten years.
It contained all kinds of rare natural treasures. Not only was it brimming with spiritual energy, but it also tasted exquisite, making it a rare vintage that was hard to find anywhere in the world.
In this Human Realm, even the emperor of Great Tang would probably find it difficult to drink such fine wine.
Ding Ling drained his cup in one gulp.
The Martial Dao True Understanding circulated slightly.
His strength increased a little.
He looked at Shi Jieren and saw that he was watching him. He could not help saying:
"You prepared generous gifts and served fine wine for me to taste. Now that I have finished drinking, why don't you tell me plainly what you want?"
"Upper God, how could this mere wine compare to the finest vintages of the immortal palace?"
Shi Jieren said apologetically:
"I have spent ten years traveling about, yet I have nothing truly worthwhile to offer. I could only let Upper God taste some wine I brewed myself, to show a little of my sincerity. As for my purpose?"
He paused, rose from his seat, and bowed deeply to Ding Ling.
"I wish to acknowledge Upper God as my master. I beg Upper God to grant my request!"
With that,
he dropped to his knees with a thud and kowtowed three times to Ding Ling, each bow respectful and meticulous.
Ding Ling did not stop