C444 Please Accept Your Disciple's Bow

I stopped the old beggar from kneeling down in front of him, and hugged his legs with both of my hands as I shouted, "Master, above me! Please accept this disciple's bow! "

I hit my head on the ground, but my arms were empty. He raised his head and saw nothing but grass. A light breeze blew past him, causing the grass to sway slightly