Wang Congming ignored his father, Wang Dawan, and the so-called Dr. Qiao Mi. He rushed off in a mad dash.
He ran for quite a while, feeling like he had not run such a long distance in ages. Though he was gasping for air, he finally caught up with Wu Tian and the little one.
"Mr. Wu Tian, please... please, take me as your disciple," Wang Congming panted, so out of breath he could hardly speak.
Wu Tian gently shook his head in refusal. In the Immortal Emperor Realm, he had very few disciples, though he did have a host of subordinates. However, after returning by Breaking the Void and traveling through the All Heavens, Wu Tian had gathered a few disciples, attendant students, and several pets. Without exception, they all shared one common trait: filial piety. They were all exceptionally respectful toward Wu Tian. If he told them to go beat a dog, they would never dare to go kill a chicken instead.
Besides, they were all exceptionally talented.
