Old Master Miao suddenly lifted his head. Hearing that she was the disciple of the Dongqing Temple master was an even bigger shock than when he heard she was Monarch Lu Xiang and that Meng Yunzheng was the foster son of Gong Qiu.
He stared at Shu Yu in disbelief, squinting his eyes after a long pause, "The Dongqing Temple master, has a disciple?"
"If you don't believe it, my Lord, you can go to Dongqing Temple to inquire. A lie that can be exposed so easily, I have no reason to tell, right?"
Old Master Miao fell silent. If the other party were just an obscure, ignorant little girl, he probably wouldn't have taken it to heart. But she was Monarch Lu Xiang, a girl valued by the Lord Tutor of the capital, with status and position. Her words carried weight.
He was somewhat surprised, not expecting that the Dongqing Temple master would actually accept her as a disciple.
