The next morning, the old man came to the No. 1 villa of Sky Cauldron Lake again.
To his surprise, he saw Michael at first sight, as if he was waiting for his arrival.
"Mr. Yang, are you waiting for me?"
The old man came to Michael and was a little surprised.
Michael glanced at him and said, "You think too highly of yourself. I practise in the yard every morning. Am I waiting for you every day?"
The old man agreed.
It was impossible for him to guess that he had cultivated inner energy in just one night. In that case, he would not wait for him here early in the morning.
He forced a smile and said, "Please excuse me, Mr. Yang. I'm here to formally acknowledge you as my master!"
Speaking of this, there was an unconcealable complacency in his eyes. "Last night, I have cultivated my inner energy!"
"How could it be so fast? Come on, let me have a check." Michael frowned with a look of disbelief, indicating him to reach out his hand.