Sheng Qingyang smiled slightly, "Okay, then let's go with that."
Sheng Qingyang strung the jade pendant he had prepared in advance on a red cord and formally placed it around Zhao Xiaoxiu's neck.
"This is the identity certificate of the Sheng family's successor. The jade tablet is currently empty. Once you successfully complete your apprenticeship, I will engrave your name on it, and this jade tablet will then belong exclusively to you."
Zhao Xiaoxiu curiously picked up the jade pendant and looked at it. It was green and slightly smaller than her palm. The top was carved with auspicious cloud patterns. It was a jade pendant for peace and tranquility.
"Master, what is this? The colors are so beautiful!" Zhao Xiaoxiu exclaimed.
At this moment, the young girl, who had taken the knife and put on the beautiful jade pendant, felt her sense of identity as a successor of a family of swordsmen reached its peak.
When Sheng Qingyang said in a very calm tone, "This is top-grade imperial green jadeite."
Zhao Xiaoxiu instinctively knelt down on the ground with a "thump," her chubby, innocent face earnestly saying:
"Master, I promise that no matter how hard or tedious practicing swordsmanship may be, I will never give up! I will definitely pass on our swordsmanship and carry it forward!"
Perhaps not expecting a three-year-old to say such a thing, Sheng Qingyang was stunned for a while before he reacted and quickly picked up the little guy who was about to kowtow from the ground.
Looking at the bewildered little girl, Sheng Qingyang was both amused and exasperated.
"What era are we living in? We don't do that kind of thing anymore. Have you been watching too many cartoons? This is all just nonsense..."
Zhao Xiaoxiu's face turned bright red; isn't that how it's always portrayed in TV dramas?
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