A gentle breeze drifted through the pavilion, stirring the hair at Yun Ming's temples. His air of standing above the world, looking down upon all living beings, would have filled any Shrek student here with awe.
But Xiao Chen clearly wasn't one of Shrek's proud devotees. The moment Yun Ming struck that pose, he guessed what Yun Ming wanted to do.
Heh, what a coincidence.
Not earlier, not later, but right after we finished our matches and showed our talent. Pavilion Master, this feels a little scripted.
He isn't going to ask us to become his disciples, is he?
If he wants a disciple, he can just say so. I'll definitely refuse, and we'll all save ourselves some trouble.
True enough, I've never taken a master, and I've displayed my talent to the fullest. Aside from my Spirit Pagoda background, I'm practically the perfect recruitment target.
As the Sea God Pavilion Master, Yun Ming taking the initiative to accept disciples for Shrek's future was perfectly reasonable.
Unfortunately, he would never take Yun Ming as his master. Or rather, he would never take anyone as his master.
After all, to him, becoming Yun Ming's disciple was no less important than deciding what to eat for breakfast tomorrow.
Oh, he had forgotten that he didn't eat breakfast.
Inside the pavilion, Ya Li released her arms from around Yun Ming, turned around, and introduced him to Xiao Chen and the two girls:
"Let me introduce you. This is the Sea God Pavilion Master, the strongest person on the continent, Qingtian Douluo-Yun Ming."
"Well? Surprised?"
As her words fell, the pavilion sank into deathly silence.
Not a bird chirped. Xiao Chen and the two girls looked at him as though he were thin air. Xiao Chen went without saying: when it came to this