Duan Rong didn't want to admit it, but seeing that the ink was still wet, he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to, so he nodded and said "yes."
This acknowledgment was all it took for Ximen Kankan's expression to change instantly!
He placed the painting on the small table, supported Duan Rong, and pushed him to sit on the Grandmaster's Chair!
Then, Ximen Kankan actually knelt down in front of Duan Rong and started kowtowing!
He kowtowed so forcefully that the floor tiles resounded with dull thuds!
Duan Rong was taken aback and immediately stood up to support Ximen Kankan, saying, "Young Master Ximen, there's no need for this! Just give me the potion."
"Master Duan Rong! Don't stop me! Not doing this would be inadequate to express the surge of my feelings!"
Duan Rong held onto Ximen Kankan, their eyes met, and Duan Rong saw a hint of fanaticism in Ximen Kankan's eyes!
It was a kind of pure faith that could only be seen in the eyes of religious devotees!
