“Master.” Li Muge’s eyes were burning.
Xuan Ce was about to nod when Li Muge bypassed him.
He walked up to Xuan Chen and knelt down respectfully: "Sect Leader Xuan Chen, please accept me as your disciple. Rest assured, I will definitely take care of you in your final days after you pass away."
Xuan Chen: "..."
Qian Duoduo helplessly covered her forehead; this older sister really was blunt.
"Sorry, I won't accept it..." Xuan Chen was about to refuse, and he didn't plan to die so soon.
Xuan Ce slapped her on the back of the head: "Taking on disciples, taking on disciples, young lady. Let me tell you, this is the first time I, the sect leader's junior brother, have ever taken on a disciple."
"But as for the tuition... young lady, you have to give something, you have to pay the apprenticeship fee."
"Senior brother, could you...stop being so obsessed with money? What about your image?" Xuan Chen said helplessly.
"I don't have spirit stones, can I have silver instead?" Li Muge asked hesitantly, after all, she had been turned away too many times in the Elf Valley.
"Yinzi, it's alright. Little girl, let me tell you, once you're in our Xuanguang Sect, you'll be like the head of the household."
Xuan Ce happily took a stack of silver notes, then went back to continue doing his homework.
In the courtyard, only Li Muge and Xuan Chen remained, staring at each other.
"Master, are you thirsty? Would you like me to pour you a cup of tea?" Li Muge was very perceptive.
She was still hoping that Xuan Ce would teach her real skills.
"Not thirsty." Xuan Chen's eyes were cold and clear, and he felt a special familiarity with Li Muge in front of him.
Could this be the legendary master-disciple bond?
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