This, too, had caught Wang Fei Yin by surprise.
Then he stood before the mountain gate with his hands on his hips and laughed for nearly half an hour, laughing until tears came out.
Pan Yun watched him with a dark expression.
Wang Fei Yin wiped away his tears. When he lowered his head and met her angry, resentful gaze, he could not help laughing twice more. Seeing her face grow darker and darker, he finally forced himself to stop. With tears still in his eyes, he looked at her and said, "Well? Master is not so easy to take as one's teacher, is he? Whatever you do, you have to pay a price."
Pan Yun fell into thought. "So I couldn't make money going down the mountain not only because it isn't suitable to sell talismans down there, but also because of Master?"
Stroking his beard, Wang Fei Yin said, "Although it truly isn't suitable to sell talismans down the mountain, people have desires. With such a large market and people from nearly ten villages, it cannot be that there isn't even one fated person."
He said, "Whether it is me, your Second Senior Brother, third senior brother, or fourth senior sister, none of us has particularly good financial luck. Now that you have joined us... among us fellow disciples, your financial luck and mine are the worst, because our entanglement with our master runs the deepest."
Wang Fei Yin patted her head and comforted her. "Get used to it as soon as you can."
Pan Little Black gave a sympathetic "Meow—," then walked away gracefully.
Pan Yun refused to believe it. After returning to her room and pondering for a long time, she finally took out the merit stone and went to find Wang Fei Yin. "Senior Brother,