Duan Rong looked at the two secret manuals in his hands, a slight redness in his eyes.
Xiao Zongting's Weapon Spirit, he had once read.
Xiao Zongting imparted these two Martial Arts to him, giving them entirely without reservation, teaching him everything.
Duan Rong's heart was touched, and he bowed his head onto the ground. "The kindness of Elder Xiao's teachings, Duan Rong vows never to forget!"
Xiao Zongting said, "Stand up. Duan Rong, you have done a favor for my Xiao Family, no need for this."
Duan Rong remained unmoved.
Xiao Zongting said, "Xiao Yu, you too! Help Duan Rong up!"
Xiao Yu's face flushed slightly, thinking that her and Duan Rong kneeling like this before Xiao Zongting felt akin to bowing before elders.
Xiao Yu helped Duan Rong to his feet.
Xiao Zongting looked at the two standing in front of him, remembering that tomorrow his beloved daughter and apprentice would both leave, suddenly feeling a void in his heart.
