Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 5260

Darryl smiled and slowly descended to the ground after Preston had surrendered. He waved his hand at Lindsey, "Let's go."

Lindsey responded by sprinting toward Darryl and preparing to leave with him.

"Wait." Preston moved quickly and respectfully said to Darryl, "Little Brother, I mean, Mister. What kind of swordsmanship was that?"

Darryl stopped walking and looked back at him, "Celestial Swordsmanship."

'Celestial Swordsmanship…' Preston mentally repeated it several times. Then, without saying anything, he kneeled in front of Darryl. "That swordsmanship is so powerful that it is imperceptible. It is rightfully regarded as the best swordsmanship in the world. I hope you will accept me as one of your disciples and teach me that." His eyes betrayed his eagerness.

Preston was well-known for his love of swordsmanship. He spent five years in seclusion in a cave before discovering the Sword Blast. He had never left the cave in those five years. Ultimately, he became the infamous Saber Saint known throughout the world of cultivators.

Darryl's swordsmanship impressed and astounded him. His ego and identity did not matter to him as long as he could learn swordsmanship from Darryl.

If there were other people around, they would be surprised. Preston was the famous Saber Saint in the world of cultivators. The famous phrase, the Sword Blast would remain the most powerful swordsmanship through eternity, had been lingering in the world of cultivators for more than 20 years. However, the Saber Saint was kneeling on the ground, wanting to become a disciple of a young man. It was a jaw-breaking moment.

Darryl was embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "I don't take any disciple."

'I don't belong in this world, and I will leave when the time comes. It will be irresponsible to take in any disciples,' he thought.

Preston panicked. He remained kneeling with a determined expression. "Sir! I have been treating my sword as if it were my life. If I can't learn the art of swordsmanship from you, I will never be content. I will remain on my knees until I die if you do not accept me."