Although he didn't know what kind of Realm-breaking Object Zhao Ya considered special, Mo Qi didn't pursue the question further.
After Zhao Ya left, he turned to look at Rao Mingyue nearby.
Although the blood in Rao Mingyue's mouth had long stopped, most of his teeth had been knocked out, meaning he could never sing again.
After all, without teeth, even speaking was windy, let alone singing.
Thinking of this, Mo Qi felt full of regret and guilt.
If it wasn't because of him, this young man with amazing operatic talent wouldn't have ended up like this.
He pondered for a moment and then sighed lightly, "Mingyue, it's my fault for implicating you. If you don't mind, I would like to take you as my disciple and teach you Martial Dao and Medical Skill."
Rao Mingyue reacted quickly. Upon hearing this, he immediately knelt on the ground, respectfully knocking his head three times, then looking up full of hope, he said.
"Master, can you teach me Piano Skill?"
Piano Skill?
