C1182 He Left While Kneeling

Backyard of the martial arts school.

Chen Ping paused from refining his "energy," his gaze sweeping over to the blond man. He asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The blond man, accompanied by two others, quickly clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said, "Greetings, sir."

Chen Ping had already assessed their abilities—they were merely half immortals. So