"I guess so."
Ling Feng nodded. Martial artists venture far and wide seeking opportunities and encountering some strange happenings isn't that unusual.
Another round of small talk...
Tao Hong felt a bit speechless inside. His words had already hinted to a certain extent, hoping that Ling Feng would voluntarily ask to become his apprentice.
Yet Ling Feng seemed completely oblivious.
This guy, can't he take a hint?
Does he expect a grand Alchemy Master like me to ask him to be my disciple?
Do I have no dignity?
Ling Feng, naturally, wasn't a fool and understood Tao Hong's little thoughts.
However, despite Tao Hong being decent, Ling Feng didn't really regard him highly.
Not even an Elixir Saint, and you want to be my Alchemy teacher?
You wish!
The subsequent topics were filled with Tao Hong's endless hints, but Ling Feng didn't pick up on them.
Intentionally or not, Ling Feng finally got a piece of information from Tao Hong that intrigued him greatly.
