"What use is your acknowledgement of wrongdoing to me?"
Elder Luo coldly watched Wu Shixuan, who was kneeling on the ground and slapping his own face.
Understanding dawned on Wu Shixuan as he moved on his knees in front of Professor Guo, ceaselessly kowtowing, "Professor Guo, I was wrong! I'm sorry! I was heartless and deserve to die! I shouldn't have listened to slander and framed you! You're a noble person, please forgive me ..."
Professor Guo stood there, watching Wu Shixuan, watching this student he had always cultivated wholeheartedly, feeling unavoidably melancholic!
He had just realized something he'd always neglected.
Morality before skill.
A person without morals, even if you teach him all the skills, how can you expect him to protect his home and country? How can you expect him to withstand the tide of beasts?
Professor Guo looked at Xiang Beifei and Ye Changfeng, they were Jiuzhou's future!
How come every disciple Elder Luo took on was so outstanding and righteous?