The four of them ate their way through a pot of beef from late at night until dawn.
In fact, Xie Ruomei and Liu Danaodai could not eat another bite after just two or three pieces. Most of it went into Lian Youming and Wu Jiu's stomachs. The two seemed determined to outdo each other in how much they could eat.
Only when Xu Tian came over and saw steam rising from Wu Jiu's whole body, his face flushed red, did he kick his disciple in the backside. "Go!" Wu Jiu was already unbearably hot. At Xu Tian's shout, he glanced at Lian Youming, who was still eating with gusto, shook his head, and strode out of the room at a run. Then he vented his energy in the Martial Arts Arena, practicing his punches and kicks and chasing a crowd of young disciples around amid howls and yelps.
Without wasting words, Xu Tian took Lian Youming's wrist and checked his pulse. Only after finding nothing seriously wrong did he say, "On the sixteenth, in a couple of days, I'll take Ruomei as my true disciple. The invitations have all gone out. I'll save you a seat. My youngest martial uncle is coming back for it too."
Lian Youming was rather surprised to hear that Li Da was coming back.
His impression was that this man only showed himself when something major happened. Surely he would not travel all that way back just because Xu Tian was taking a disciple. Since Xu Tian offered no clear explanation, Lian Youming could be certain that something extraordinary had happened in Cangzhou's Martial Arts World during the days he had been unconscious. But whatever it was, once Xie Ruomei had formally taken her master, it would be time for him to head home.