"Instructor Gong." Du Yu walked up to Gong Cheng with a solemn expression. "Thank you for your guidance these past few days."
"Mm." Gong Cheng nodded and looked at the Little Fire Fox on Du Yu's shoulder.
This time, Xiaoyan didn't bare her teeth or make faces. She clearly felt her master's gratitude toward the teacher.
Du Yu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say next. With no common topics, things actually felt a little awkward.
Should I just do a dance for you?
Or sing 'Thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm'?
Gong Cheng spoke just in time, "Toward the end of the assessment, you finally showed a bit of the fire young people should have. Personally, I appreciate that."
Du Yu: "Thank you, teacher."
Gong Cheng suddenly changed the subject: "But after observing and getting to know you these past few days, I hope you'll stick with your sly and cunning style—that's the real you. After all, picking the path that's best for you is how you'll go further."
