Gu Hua and Tong Li exchanged glances before quickly walking towards the grand hall by the Yellow River.
From afar, they had already seen the silhouette of Ye Xiao sitting cross-legged in the hall.
"Mr. Ye."
Before getting close, Gu Hua had already bowed with clasped hands.
Seeing Ye Xiao's back, he was certain that this was the nominal disciple he had accepted that day in the courtyard.
"In the past few days, it was presumptuous of Gu Hua. I hope Mr. Ye can be magnanimous. If there is any punishment, Gu Hua is willing to accept it."
Gu Hua earnestly said.
It is laughable that he, a mere Golden Core Stage cultivator, had actually proposed to take Mr. Ye as a disciple.
Reflecting on it now, his own lowered face couldn't help but show a trace of a bitter smile.
If it weren't for Mr. Ye's magnanimity in not holding it against him, he would have probably been executed long ago.
