Zhao Rong was startled by the voice.
He then looked up in surprise and met a pair of murky yet spirited eyes.
The old man's smile faded, and a look of expectation illuminated his clear face, showing not the slightest hint of jest.
Mo Da was serious!
His heartbeat quickened in an instant...
He was more than willing; Zhao Rong was ten thousand times willing in his heart.
Becoming Mo Da's apprentice was definitely the right choice to enter the Hengshan Sect, and it was extremely suited to him.
In the Hengshan Sect, Mo Da's swordsmanship was the highest, the troubles the least, and he was also an exceedingly wise elder.
It was said that Mo Da hadn't taken any disciples for many years, and the total number of his direct and inner sect disciples combined didn't exceed fifty, with even fewer staying within the sect.
