"Ah Miao..."
The master, who was respectful and compassionate in front of other disciples, seemed just like a regular family's grandfather in front of Ye Wan.
Master Juekong patted Ye Wan's head, "Even though you are a lay disciple, you are my proudest disciple. In the future, do well, yes?"
Ye Wan nodded.
"The Token in my hand was passed down from my master. I never dreamed that before my passing, I'd see that batch of treasures emerge and be handed to the country."
With a face full of contentment, Master Juekong looked at Ye Wan again, his eyes brimming with a smile, "Thank you for the farewell gift you gave me. I have received it!"
I wanted to say that wasn't a farewell gift for you at all, I absolutely don't want you to leave, Master.
But Ye Wan's throat was choked up so much that she couldn't say a word.
