Hearing Ning Wangshu agree to take him as a disciple, Li Fei was instantly overcome with excitement. Without hesitation, he bowed fervently. "Yes! Your disciple pays his respects to Master!"
To Li Fei, this had only been a tentative attempt. Even if Ning Wangshu had refused to take him on, he would have understood completely.
After all, he knew very well what kind of person Ning Wangshu was.
He was an invincible True Immortal living in this world!
If Ning Wangshu announced that he was taking disciples, countless geniuses with extraordinary talent, and even powerful figures of formidable cultivation, would line up to become his students.
Now Ning Wangshu was actually willing to take him as a disciple. It was easy to imagine how excited Li Fei felt.
This was something countless people—even the powerful figures from those Secret Realm Immortal Gates—could only dream of.
He also understood that Ning Wangshu was willing to accept him largely because of their friendship as classmates for three years in high school. Ning Wangshu hadn't even tried to hide that; he had told Li Fei plainly.
Li Fei understood even better that his own talent was quite ordinary and couldn't compare to those geniuses.
So he was filled with gratitude toward Ning Wangshu, and immensely grateful, too, that he had once been fortunate enough to share three years of school with him.
And grateful that he had run into Ning Wangshu here today.
As Li Fei bowed to Ning Wangshu and addressed him as "Master," his classmates in the private room exchanged bewildered looks.
They had all heard what Ning Wangshu had just said to Li Fei.
Although they found it unbelievable, Ning Wangshu had made it quite clear that he and Li Fei were classmates. In particular, Ning Wangshu had mentioned that