Luo Jiujiang stood still and waited for a while. Seeing that Mr. Gongyi didn't even turn around, he tentatively said, "Sir, you seem to have some understanding. I don't want to disturb you. I will withdraw first."

"Come back." This time, Mr. Gongyi finally turned around. The last time they had seen him on the lake, he had been all smiles, a refined and elegant man, his whole body radiant. Aside from his penchant for blaming others, there was nothing else to fault. But now, his face was a mixture of anger and amusement, which made Luo Jiujiang feel more at home.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Gong Yizhu finally couldn't hold back the anger in his eyes any longer. He shook his head and smiled, "With your master's temperament, it's truly remarkable that he could raise a disciple like you. Come inside."

He truly was a skilled musician. He was the man who had trained five masters of Lefeng Peak. Not only was his piano music the most beautiful that Luo Jiujiang had ever heard, but even the simplest and most pleasant part of his playing was more melodious than that of an ordinary person.

His pronunciation and punctuation were unique, yet never felt uncomfortable or awkward. The ebb and flow of his tones, the rhythmic rhythms, and the pure beauty of rhythmic rhythm. The varying emphasis within a sentence sounded like pearls falling on a jade plate, stirring Luo Jiujiang's very soul.

It was only after the third snap of his fingers that Luo Jiujiang came back to his senses from the simple and beautiful sound, and vaguely understood the meaning of the other party's words.

Mr. Gongyi seemed to be accustomed to this situation. He leisurely picked up his beloved piano and did not urge Luo Jiujiang. He just watched him with a smile.

Luo Jiujiang's mind spun for a long time before he was able to make enough space to understand the meaning of Gong Yizhu's words. After translating the meaning of this sentence, Luo Jiujiang immediately stared at Gong Yizhu with a sharp gaze.

Mr. Gongyi laughed heartily and chanted in a gentle voice, "Great goodness, boiling like pouring soup."

After jokingly returning Luo Jiujiang's words, Mr. Gongyi took a leisurely step, lifted the bamboo green jade bead curtain at the door, turned around and smiled, then went into the house.

This time it was Luo Jiujiang's turn to be hit by his own trick. He rubbed his forehead with a wry smile and rushed into the house in two steps.

A pot of fragrant tea had already been set on the main hall table, its purple clay cups upside down on a tray, untouched. Mr. Gongyi had already taken his seat. Seeing Luo Jiujiang rush in, he said nothing, only giving him a leisurely glance, a look of profound ease and a smile in his eyes.

The look that Luo Jiujiang had cast aside when he was listening to the piano just now suddenly returned. He walked forward eagerly to pour tea for Mr. Gongyi, his face extremely upright, looking like a student who really wanted to become his disciple.

Gong Yizhu was not difficult to deal with. He took the tea and took a sip, then his brows slowly relaxed, signaling Luo Jiujiang to just say whatever he wanted to say.

Luo Jiujiang was not polite and asked directly: "Sir, do you know my master?"

"Don't you know that kid Xiao Su?" After drinking his tea, Mr. Gongyi's voice became moister and more relaxed than before. He leaned back in the pear blossom armchair, looking like a cat being scratched under the chin. "Does it surprise you that such extraordinary people know each other?"

Strangely, even though he spoke such arrogant words, his temperament was still humble and gentle.

"I dare not." Luo Jiujiang responded first, then said doubtfully: "It's just that my relationship with my master is still shallow, and I have never had the honor of hearing of such a famous person as you."

Gong Yizhu chuckled, "With your master's personality, I'm more curious than you about who he would actively bring up his friendships with."

...It seems to be true.

Luo Jiujiang had been studying under Luo Cang for a while now, and while he might occasionally hear his comments on one or two people when discussing a particular technique, he had never heard his master mention "so-and-so and our old friendship." Furthermore, his master's personality was not without its sharp edge. If Luo Jiujiang had the guts to repeat his master's exact words in front of those being evaluated, he would have to change his name to Bo Yikao.

In this way, Luo Jiujiang was somewhat glad that his master had never commented on this Mr. Gongyi in front of him.

As if to completely dispel Luo Jiujiang's doubts, Mr. Gongyi lazily added, "Your master never leaves the house and has no leisure time. He even wrote me last time to brag about having an apprentice to relieve his boredom. He said in the letter that he had recently told you about the nine different species. Is this true?"

Luo Jiujiang silently checked it in his mind: Luo Cang was in a wheelchair all day and really didn't like to go out. Burning paper money and drinking wine was more of a way to relieve his sorrow than entertainment. The first lesson he asked himself to memorize was about the Dragon God creating the world and dividing it into four symbols and nine clans. Later, he also talked about the alien species in detail.

As for having an apprentice to relieve boredom... maybe finding fault with the apprentice and beating him up every day can really relieve boredom?

Just as Luo Jiujiang was wavering, Gong Yizhu added a final sentence: "While your pseudonym is certainly full of energy, it's not good for you from a feng shui perspective. Isn't your name derived from the water element? Why did you choose a name that's so yang-heavy and full of fire?"

"This name was given to me by a friend." Luo Jiujiang explained.

...This is the first time someone mentioned Luo Jiujiang's real name after he changed his pseudonym to "Ritian".

Since everything Mr. Gongyi said was correct and there was no reason for him to lie to him, Luo Jiujiang would just treat him as an old acquaintance of his master.

Knowing where Luo Jiujiang came from, Master Gongyi naturally hadn't asked him to come to take on a disciple. Like any caring and reliable elder, he addressed Luo Jiujiang with concern, "Did you retrieve the Mirage Pearl? You should be more careful out in public. You're young and reserved, so it's rare for you to have such a thoughtfulness."

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