As Ye Hao was absorbing Inner Breath to his fullest, Dragon Head and Dragon Soul walked in from outside…
Although Dragon Head's face was pale, his muscular build still made others hesitant to underestimate him, even Dragon Soul had to follow behind him into the room.
Ye Hao greeted Dragon Soul, "Master…"
Ye Hao's words made Dragon Head pause, and then Dragon Head glared at Dragon Soul and snorted, "Dragon Soul, what do you mean by this?"
"Haha, Head, you're overthinking. This kid Ye Hao plans to take me as his master. Since I noticed you're quite busy, I took the liberty of accepting him as my disciple first." Dragon Soul laughed heartily, feeling a little smug inside. A talented person like Ye Hao wasn't someone he would easily pass up.
"Get lost! He is my successor, you are only a nominal master; the true master is me." Dragon Head raised his middle finger at Dragon Soul, showing none of the demeanor of someone hundreds of years old, but rather like a young man.
