Everyone gazed at the sight before them, their lips involuntarily twitching. The individual who had suddenly accosted them not only sported an unkempt, unshaven appearance but also had greasy hair that hung disheveled over his head. His overall appearance resembled that of a stray dog who had roamed the streets for years…
Duan Yue took a step backward and cast a sidelong, amused glance at Crown Prince Mo. He couldn't resist teasing, "Ah, Lotus Palace, could this be one of your long-lost kin, by any chance?"
The Mo family was known for producing talented individuals, and even in their worst state, they didn't typically look as unattractive as this Mo Kun.
"Your Highness, my name is Xing Tianyang, and I earnestly wish to become your disciple!" This individual suddenly dropped to his knees with a thud, giving off an air of deep-seated, long-standing determination. His words threatened to provoke laughter at any moment.
