Luo Feng noticed the unusual expression of the Tiger King and asked, "Senior, please tell me."
The Tiger King nodded and said, "Would you be willing to become my disciple?"
"Become your disciple?"
Luo Feng was slightly taken aback and said in surprise, "Senior, you previously said you disliked restrictions and didn't plan to take me as a disciple."
"Cough..."
The Tiger King's thick brows twitched, and he coughed lightly twice, "Indeed, I hadn't planned to take you as a disciple before. However, the cultivation below can only be practiced by members of my Southern Forest Tiger-head Tribe. You are not from my Tiger-head Tribe, so to continue with the training, you must become my disciple."
Hearing this, the Falling Star Sky-Splitting Tiger resting nearby snorted two streams of hot air from its nose, its eyes filled with disdain.
It had followed the Tiger King for millennia and had never heard of such a rule in the Tiger-head Tribe. This was clearly an on-the-spot decision.
