After listening to the old man's words of advice, Long Xiangtian felt depressed, as if he couldn't breathe. He pursed his lips and looked at the old man eagerly like a child who had not grown up yet, as if he was just arguing with an adult for a piece of sweet candy.
Long Xiangtian lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. He knew that everything the old man said was correct, not a single word was wrong, and he also knew that haste makes waste, and practicing in such a hurry would have the opposite effect.
"I've said it before, I don't want to waste any more words with you. I'll tell you the truth, it's not suitable for you to stay in this place in your condition, just take a night's rest and leave. I don't want to be polite to you. I just want to ask you, are you leaving or not?" The old man frowned, with a hint of disappointment and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"I, I will leave." Long Xiangtian lowered his head and spoke softly, so softly that even the old man almost didn't hear it. If Xiaomi was here, she would definitely frown and be surprised that Brother Long Xiangtian, who usually has such a loud voice, would also be cowardly and timid at times.
"Just, can you give me one more day, one more day to practice. I know that I was too impatient and did not work hard all the time. In comparison, I am still far behind you. I am sorry to disappoint you. But I really want to stay here for another day, okay?" Long Xiangtian raised his head, and the dim spots in his eyes turned into a streak of light, which penetrated into the uncertain eyes.
The old man glanced at Long Xiangtian, put his hands behind his back and said nothing.
"Master, please! I really want to practice here for one more day." Long Xiangtian's tone didn't sound like he was talking, but rather like he was crying.
He didn't know whether the old man would agree, so his tone was a little tearful, as if the old man was bullying Long Xiangtian.
"I'm serious. I just want to practice here for the last day." Long Xiangtian's voice was a little hoarse. He knew that the chances of the old man disagreeing would be relatively high.
The old man's gaze towards him was still as calm as a deep pool without ripples, with no bottom to be seen.
The old man raised his head and gazed towards the night sky. It was pitch black at this moment, no stars could be seen and the moon was hiding in the thick clouds. The old man's deep gaze seemed to be able to see into the deepest part of the clouds.
Long Xiangtian lowered his head and wiped away the distracting thoughts in his mind. The old man might be thinking that Long Xiangtian, a young man, was impatient and not suitable for practicing here. This was a quiet place, how could such a person be allowed to come? He might be thinking that Long Xiangtian's martial arts foundation was indeed good, and it was time to go back. Maybe he was thinking that he hadn't seen anyone coming from outside for a long time, and this time he came... Maybe he was thinking...
"Young man, you'd better go back." The old man seemed to have seen through the world and waved his hand as if he was going to drive him away in the next second.
Long Xiangtian was very clear that there was a huge gap between his own strength and that of the old man.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that if the old man was not stronger than Long Xiangtian, why would Long Xiangtian recognize the old man as his master? Why did he have the capital? If the old man really started fighting to drive him away, he would probably be defeated and would have to leave.
Now the old man just waved his hand to save his face, probably because he was extremely disappointed. Yes, the old man once believed in him, Long Xiangtian, and taught him most of his martial arts and unique medical skills, and placed his hopes on him. Now that Long Xiangtian has begun to degenerate, what can the old man say? What should he say? Should he say that his teaching was not good enough or something else? Long Xiangtian knew very well that his appearance had troubled the old man. He even thought that if the old man promised him, he would practice hard. He didn't want to disappoint the old man again, and didn't want him to feel that his efforts were in vain.
Thinking of this, Long Xiangtian's eyes showed a trace of guilt. He felt that the person he felt most sorry for in his life was the old man. The old man gave him so much hope, and his life was saved by the old man. If he couldn't practice well, how could he have the face to see the old man? Long Xiangtian remembered that he had played for a day in the place where he stayed, and he also remembered that he had said and thought, "It should be okay to just take a day off, right?" However, it was these words and these moments of relaxation that led to the current consequences because of his momentary negligence and lack of persistence.
The higher you were praised in the beginning, the harder you will fall now.
Long Xiangtian felt reluctant and regretful about the scenery at the foot of the mountain, the old man, and Xiaomi. Long Xiangtian, Long Xiangtian, how could you choose this name? Once this name is chosen, it is destined that the life will not be ordinary. And in order to get Long Xiangtian, he needs to pay hundreds or even thousands of times more efforts and diligence than others, and he can't be careless at all.
Long Xiangtian recalled that he once fell off a cliff and even fell into a coma. It was the pretty little girl, Xiaomi, who had a pair of big watery eyes when she smiled, who saved him. It was the old man who seemed cold and heartless but was actually hard-mouthed but soft-hearted, who gave him his life.
He will never forget the day when the old man asked him to carry a heavy load. He ran until he was sweating all over, but he never stopped. He knew that the old man was doing it for his own good. But what about him
Long Xiangtian will never forget that when he encountered a bottleneck, it was the old man who saved him from falling, and told him earnestly that he should persist, work hard, not be impatient, and take his time. But what about him? He gave up again and again, blaming his mistakes on being too demanding. Is this going to happen again
With so many unforgettable memories piled up, how could Long Xiangtian let them go and forget them in one day
"Master, I rarely ask for help from others in my life, but today I want to ask you again. Can you let me stay for another day?" Long Xiangtian looked flustered. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He had already thought about it. If the old man refused again, he could only accept it with a wry smile. After all, he had no other choice.
The old man aimed his eyes at him. In his eyes, there was regret, shame, and the fighting spirit of a passionate young man. He understood Long Xiangtian's inner self-blame, helplessness, and shame. He was just waiting for Long Xiangtian's fighting spirit. And now, Long Xiangtian obviously has the courage to face all this. Having courage is the first step, but it is only the first step, and it is just the beginning.
"Then let's see how you perform tomorrow." The old man rubbed his eyebrows with his thin old hands and said lightly.
"So, you agree?" After hearing what the old man said, Long Xiangtian suddenly felt overjoyed, as if he was more excited than winning the five million jackpot. The master actually agreed! The master really agreed!