Not long after, the siblings left the cave mansion.
Ao Mingyue's figure was graceful, her expression calm and devoid of any emotion.
Ao Jianlie, on the other hand, wore a thoroughly unhappy look.
"Big Sister, why did you keep cutting me off in front of Senior just now?" Ao Jianlie asked, his face full of grievance.
Ao Mingyue rolled her eyes at her younger brother and said irritably, "Senior Lin has only just arrived in our Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan, yet you so rashly asked to become his disciple. What was Senior supposed to think?"
"Besides, at Senior's level, how could he take disciples so casually even if he wished to?"
"Big Sister, does that mean I still have a chance to become Senior's disciple?"
Ao Jianlie suddenly saw the light.
"I just don't know how to obtain the qualifications Senior mentioned."
"You are too impatient."
"If I am not mistaken, Senior has no plans to take disciples for the time being."
"And anyone who can earn Senior's favor must surely be beyond reproach in both talent and temperament."
Ao Mingyue said.
Hearing this, Ao Jianlie's face fell again.
Whether it was talent or temperament, he seemed far from outstanding in either. As for earning Senior's favor, that was even less likely.
"Jianlie, don't lose heart."
"Even if you do not become Senior's disciple, you still have Father and me."
Ao Mingyue comforted him softly.
Ao Jianlie shook his head and said, "Big Sister, I know I am impulsive by nature and have caused you and Father no small amount of trouble."
"But I do not want to hide behind you and Father forever."
"Ever since I witnessed how formidable that fellow from the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan was last time, I deeply realized that I had been nothing more