Having finished lecturing Nangong Tian, Nangong Tian quickly turned to Mo Han and spoke apologetically, "It is my fault for not disciplining him properly; Your Highness must be amused."

Nangong Tian remained, pouting with unconcealed reluctance, staring fixedly at Mo Han, yet fearing his father's reprimand, he could only fix Mo Han with a pair of hopeful eyes.

This sight made Mo Han break into a wry smile; he couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for the boy's personality.

Mo Han then smiled at Nangong Tian and asked gently, "Are you truly sincere about wanting to learn martial arts?" Hearing Mo Han's question, Nangong Tian quickly nodded and earnestly replied, "As long as Your Highness is willing to teach me, I promise to study diligently and never slack off."

At this moment, Murong Feixue, standing nearby, also chimed in with a smile, "Brother Mo Han, please accept Cousin Tian. He’s simply obsessed with martial arts; he wants to apprentice under every powerful expert he meets. If you refuse him today, I fear I will never know a moment's peace."

Hearing Murong Feixue’s words, everyone around them chuckled. Nangong Tian himself sheepishly scratched the back of his head. Seeing this, Mo Han smiled and nodded, saying, "Since Xue’er has asked, I naturally cannot refuse. Very well, I will take you as my disciple. But you must not be lazy, or I might expel you from the sect at any time, do you understand?"

Hearing the undeniable affection in Mo Han's words, Murong Feixue’s face flushed with happy shyness. Nangong Haitang, on the other hand, was overjoyed that Mo Han was actually willing to accept Nangong Tian as a disciple. After all, Mo Han was now a Prince of the Empire; if Nangong Tian were truly his student, the standing of the Nangong family would instantly change.

If the Nangong family ever encountered difficulties in the future, Master Mo Han certainly wouldn't stand idly by. She had always worried that given Nangong Tian’s temperament, if he eventually inherited the position of Family Head, the Nangong family’s strength might only dwindle, making even the Murong family’s assistance perhaps futile.

Now, having forged a connection with Mo Han changed everything. When Nangong Tian eventually became the Head of the Nangong family, such worries would vanish. With Master Mo Han backing him, she was certain no one would dare trouble the Nangong family. Given Nangong Haitang’s experience, she would certainly not let slip such an exceedingly rare opportunity.

With this thought, Nangong Haitang quickly urged Nangong Tian, "What are you standing around for? Hurry and thank His Highness the Prince! Kneel down and pay your respects!"

Nangong Tian found his father’s words strange. Previously, whenever he mentioned taking a master, his father would always put up obstacles, at most allowing him to learn techniques under someone, but never proactively demanding he formally apprentice. Now that his father was personally instructing him to bow to Mo Han, Nangong Tian was naturally ecstatic.

With that realization, Nangong Tian didn't hesitate, immediately kneeling before Mo Han to perform the formal rite of accepting a master.

Mo Han stood firm and truly accepted the bow, then reached out to help Nangong Tian up, saying, "Since I have accepted you as my disciple, it seems we are fated. As your Master, I certainly shouldn't be stingy. Here is a Spatial Ring—consider it a gift from your Master."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present shifted, except for Daili and Murong Feixue. They were well aware of the treasures Mo Han possessed; while such a Spatial Ring was immensely valuable, to Mo Han, it amounted to very little.

Nangong Haitang was utterly stunned to see Mo Han present a Spatial Ring immediately. She hurriedly interjected, "Your Highness, you absolutely cannot! Though I have never seen a Spatial Ring before, I know they are incredibly precious items. Tian'er is still young; how can he accept such a valuable gift from you? Please, Your Highness, offer something else instead."

Mo Han smiled at her words and replied, "Family Head Nangong, there is no need to worry. Since I have accepted Tian'er as my disciple, as his Master, I cannot let my student appear too shabby, or it would reflect poorly on me. Furthermore, while this Spatial Ring is indeed a rare treasure, precisely because it is rare, it demonstrates the importance I place on Tian'er. So, please, do not decline."

Saying this, Mo Han drew a Spatial Ring from his robes and handed it to Nangong Tian, smiling, "Put it on first. I will tell you the incantation shortly, and then you can use it. Also, inside this ring, there is a set of supreme-grade weapons and armor; they should suit your build perfectly for practice. You must guard it well, understood?"

Hearing Mo Han's instructions, Nangong Tian gratefully accepted the ring, his face filled with appreciation, and pledged, "Tian'er will certainly never forget Master's kindness. In the future, even if I must shatter into a million pieces for Master, I will not hesitate. Please rest assured, Master, Tian'er will study hard and absolutely will not bring you shame."

Mo Han smiled, patted Nangong Tian’s head, and said, "Enough. Knowing your sentiment is enough for your Master. Just focus on working hard."

At this point, Nangong Haitang also quickly bowed thankfully to Mo Han. "Your Highness's grace toward Tian'er, Nangong Haitang will never forget. Our Nangong family will forever remember Your Highness's kindness. In the future, if Your Highness ever needs the Nangong family’s service, please command us freely. Nangong Tian will certainly not refuse."

Mo Han heard this and shook his head with a smile, saying, "Family Head Nangong, you are being too polite. Accepting Tian'er as a disciple was simply due to our connection, and I find his aptitude quite good. So, Family Head Nangong, do not take it too much to heart. Now then, let us first discuss the intentions and purpose of these black-clad figures from today."