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Shen Wenxuan couldn't listen to anything, and knelt in front of Master Bazin, looking up and staring at him eagerly.

With a pious attitude, he begged in a humble tone: "Master Bazin, I also want to become an ancient warrior, I also want to practice, I don't want to be bullied anymore, please accept me as a disciple."

Shen Zhenqing, who was sitting on the side, looked at his youngest son begging his master to accept him as an apprentice, with a sneer on his face, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

What happened in front of him was simply a farce for him.

A person destined to die, how could the old master accept him as a disciple.

And Shen Wenxuan has nothing, just an idler raised by the Shen family.

One must know that when he was able to worship Bazin as his teacher, it can be said that he gave away half of the Shen family's property at that time.

Shen Zhenqing knew that the master would not care about the cheap little son who had nothing.

He stared at Shen Wenxuan coldly, with a determined look on his face.

Master Bazin enjoyed the feeling of being admired and flattered, with a smug smile on his face.

His smile looks creepy, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Bazin glanced at the top of Shen Wenxuan's head inadvertently, and was sucking the funnel of the opponent's luck.

Seeing that the formation above was safe and sound, he knew that after today, the child's luck would be sucked dry by him.

It's just a dead person, a little more tolerance is fine.

Master Bazin looked embarrassed, and sighed softly: "Son, get up first."

"I don't, please accept me as an apprentice!"

Shen Wenxuan's attitude was very stubborn, and her knees were firmly on the ground.

The teacup he held up high, probably because his hands were sore, shook it slightly twice.

Master Bazin didn't ask Shen Wenxuan to get up sincerely. If the other party didn't get up, he would enjoy kneeling and bowing with peace of mind.

He pretended to be inscrutable and said: "Huoyun Ama Temple does not accept everyone as a disciple."

Shen Wenxuan didn't know what the hell Huoyun Ama Temple was, and she had never heard of it.

However, he still asked anxiously: "What are the conditions for worshiping you as a teacher?"

Master Bazan proudly said: "Your father is an outer disciple of my Huoyun Ama Temple. You must know that when he worshiped me as his teacher, he gave me half of the Shen family's property. Son, what can you give me?"

Only a brazen person like him can say such shameless words so calmly.

Hearing about half of the Shen family's property, Shen Wenxuan seemed to have been hit hard.

His body was on the verge of falling, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang and fell to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Shen Zhenqing quickly got up and walked forward, asking with concern: "Master, are you alright?"

Master Bazin was unscathed and waved to his apprentice.

He looked down at Shen Wenxuan, who was in a daze, and sat slumped on his back heels, his face turned pale due to the stimulation.

Master Bazin patted the top of Shen Wenxuan's head: "Get up, I can't accept you as a disciple."

His seemingly random behavior accelerated the speed at which Shen Wenxuan's luck was stolen.

If Shen Wenxuan had only 24 hours left before, then it is less than twelve hours now.

Shen Wenxuan also noticed it after Master Bazin patted the top of his head.

The power in his body seemed to be drawn away, and his body suddenly became much weaker.

Shen Wenxuan's hand hanging by his side was trembling slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

He didn't dare to waste any more time, stopped his waist again, and raised his right hand that was on the ground.

Shen Wenxuan held Master Bazin's wrist with his sleeves rolled up, tears streaming from his eyes slowly.

He begged with a humble expression: "Master, please accept me as an apprentice. I will serve you all my life and listen to your orders."

"Hiss!" Master Bazin hissed suddenly.

His ferocious-looking brows were tightly frowned, and he stared down at Shen Wenxuan's hand holding his wrist, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Master Bazin asked sharply, "What do you have in your hand?"

Before Shen Wenxuan could speak, he quickly picked up the opponent's hand.

Then, it was discovered that on Shen Wenxuan's cuff, a fragment of a teacup had been stuck into the fabric.

Those are very small fragments, you can't find them unless you look carefully, and the fragments are still stained with bright blood.

Shen Wenxuan looked dazed and didn't even lower his head.

With eyes full of expectation and pleading, he stared closely at Master Bazin, with a persistent and devout expression on his face, without any expression of guilt.

Shen Wenxuan continued to plead: "Master Bazin, please accept me as a disciple, I also want to practice ancient martial arts!
I know your ability, you will definitely make me a warrior, as long as you accept me as a disciple, my life will be yours from now on. "

After he finished speaking, he took two steps back, knelt on the fragments of the teacup, and kowtowed to the other party neatly.

Even through the trousers, Shen Wenxuan's knees were still punctured by debris, and bright red blood quickly spread out.

It was precisely because of his respectful behavior that Master Bazin's doubts were dispelled.

But he stared at the scar on his wrist, where the debris had been scratched, and his eyes were stained with a layer of darkness.

Bazin was not interested in dealing with the opponent any longer, so he wiped the blood off his wrist with a handkerchief.

He casually threw the dirty handkerchief on the sofa, without even looking at Shen Wenxuan, he got up and strode out of the living room.

Shen Zhendong stared at it mockingly, and Shen Wenxuan, who was kneeling on the ground, sarcastically said: "Things that are embarrassing, bring shame on yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away to chase Master Bazin.

Shen Zhenqing got up slowly, and walked in front of Shen Wenxuan who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.

He said earnestly: "Wen Xuan, as a human being, you must be self-aware, some things cannot be achieved by perseverance.

You also need to have absolute capital and ability. You have nothing, so why should people look at you highly. "

The contemptuous tone, compared to Shen Zhendong's scolding, was even more murderous.

Shen Wenxuan didn't raise her head, her body trembled slightly, as if she had been greatly stimulated.

Shen Zhenqing looked down at him condescendingly, seeing his hopeless appearance, sneered, and walked away.

In the huge living room, apart from one or two busy servants, only Shen Wenxuan was left kneeling on the ground.

He knelt for a long time.

Until a servant ignored his presence and picked up the fragments of teacups on the ground expressionlessly, which alarmed Shen Wenxuan.

He raised his head abruptly, revealing those red, angry eyes.

The servant was startled by his ferocious and terrifying eyes, and took a few steps back.

Immediately, thinking of this position in the Shen family, the servant became annoyed and said, "Third Young Master, you are blocking my way, please step aside and don't delay my work!"

With that superior demeanor, it seemed that she belonged to the Shen family.

The corners of Shen Wenxuan's lips curled into a sneer, and he glared at the servant who looked down on people with dog eyes.

He got up without saying a word, picked up the handkerchief that Master Bazin had wiped off the blood on the sofa, and fled full of disappointment and annoyance.

The servant whispered behind him: "What the hell, an illegitimate child who is not on the stage, what is he pretending to be here!"

No matter how low the voice is, it is enough for the departing people to hear clearly.

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