"Thump!"
Yao Wuya knelt with such a heavy, sudden gesture.
"Old Master, what are you doing?" Lin Hao quickly reached out, wanting to help him up.
"Master Lin, your medical skills are nothing short of miraculous. I would like to ask a favor of you, a favor worth such a grand gesture," Yao Wuya earnestly said.
Kneeling before Lin Hao, he didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about it.
In the Cultivation World, power is paramount; the strong are revered as seniors.
Although Lin Hao's strength fell just short of his own, his exceptional medical skills more than compensated for that difference.
Moreover, wasn't Lin Hao his life-saving benefactor?
"Old Master, there's no need for this." Lin Hao had lived for a thousand years; although Yao Wuya's kneeling wasn't undeserved, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable with it.
Enemies can kneel, but not friends.
Lin Hao was quite fond of Yao Wuya's character, considering him one of his own:
