"Xu Qing."
Xu Jingtian tore through the air and appeared before Xu Qing. He smiled and said, "What's this? Now that you're the Sect Leader's Direct Disciple, you don't recognize this old man anymore?"
"Disciple Xu Qing greets Elder Xu."
Xu Qing took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a salute, and added, "How could I not recognize you? I'm simply too ashamed to face you."
"Haha."
Xu Jingtian chuckled, waved his hand dismissively, and said, "What's there to be ashamed of? There's a saying that goes, 'Man strives for greater heights, just as water flows downward.'"
"For you to become the Sect Leader's Direct Disciple brings me honor as well. This is a wonderful thing."
"Besides," he continued, "I never imagined you'd be able to comprehend the Sword Stele and receive the Ancestral Inheritance. With your aptitude and talent, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to teach you much longer anyway."
