The Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal Opinion

"Tomorrow, prepare your tuition gift and come over."

"Got it, Master... Ah?"

Yan Qing sat there blankly, then his eyes lit up like a puppy's.

"Master, do you mean, me, that I—"

"Fidgeting and flustered without composure, do you think you can refine your swordsmanship with a state of mind like that?"

"Yes! No wait, Yan Qing has learned my lesson! I will definitely come tomorrow, Master!"

"Go back."

Cheng Lingshuang waved her hand casually, then watched as Yan Qing left with his arms and legs moving on the same side.

Sigh! Wait, what about that Sushang apprentice I helped you find then?

...Her name is Sushang, which doesn't mean I have to take her in. Besides, I don't want to watch this kid come and sell smiles to me every day anymore, we have no grudge against each other.

To Amon's complaint, Cheng Lingshuang rolled her eyes in her heart. She knew this fellow had fully integrated into the persona, and now eagerly wanted to watch how she would make a fool of herself in the educational field.

Let's wait and see, fate is fate, whether it works out or not, let's at least wait until I run into her before talking about it.

Hehe! The girl is quite cute, teasing her should be a lot of fun anyway, it's up to you.

Amon chuckled and said no more.

As for the others, Anqi's opinion was very consistent: it would be best if Cheng Lingshuang was willing to take her in. The Xianzhou version of Sushang was silly and dazed, raising her would definitely be a lot of fun.

Cheng Lingshuang put away the woven fabric, wrote a label, and placed it into a designated cabinet. Then she gathered the silver hair hanging loose past her waist into a