...
Xia Liu was rendered speechless.
Since he said it, Xia Liu would do it.
"Master, please accept my bow!"
Qingdie kneeled on one knee with great ceremony, and instead of the traditional tea for the ceremony, she used a wooden bucket.
It was filled to the brim with spring water!
"Stand up, there's a bit too much tea, I won't drink it."
Xia Liu looked resigned.
He almost thought this girl was playing a joke on him.
"Hehe, Master, Master!"
After putting down the bucket, she called cheerfully, ran to Xia Liu's side, and shook his arm.
"Gently! My injuries are getting worse from you shaking me..."
Xia Liu truly felt tears wouldn't come even if he wanted them to.
To have such a lady as a disciple was both a blessing and a challenge.
"Master, I'm sorry. I was wrong."
Qingdie puffed her cheeks and apologized sincerely.
"Alright, I need to rest. I'll teach you some advanced techniques tomorrow."
"Okay! Thank you, Master!"
