"Mr. Ye, are you willing to let me be a follower now?"
Mo Xiaofei was overjoyed.
Ye Xuan looked at Mo Xiaofei and said calmly, "In truth, with your strength, it's still far from enough to be my follower, but I admire your character."
As he said, Mo Xiaofei's potential was not considered exceptional, but his character was fairly good.
A person's character is very important.
Especially after experiencing the betrayal nine thousand years ago, Ye Xuan increasingly felt its importance.
No matter how high someone's potential is, if you nurture them and they turn around and bite you, what use is such an ingrate?
Mo Xiaofei scratched his head and said with a naive smile, "Mr. Ye, rest assured, I will definitely cultivate hard and become stronger!"
"Rest first, when your injuries are healed, I will pass on Daoist techniques to you," Ye Xuan said, nodding slightly before turning to leave.
"Yes!" Mo Xiaofei said respectfully.
