A Personal View of the Thousand-Person Ruler

Bang--

Then came the loud crash of a head smashing the floor tiles.

If the person serving tea had not been Cheng Lingshuang, she probably would have spilled this cup of fine tea.

Cheng Lingshuang raised her eyes to look, and sure enough, it was Sushang headbutting the ground opposite her. Clearly, this child just hadn't learned her lessons well, but her ears still worked fine, and she had heard the conversation just now.

"Master!!!"

"First, finish eating before you shout. Second, we're just trying things out; right now you're at most a nominal disciple, and whether I officially take you in remains to be seen."

"Th... That still makes you my master!"

Sushang raised her head, blood seeping from her forehead, and then made a motion as if to continue kowtowing.

Xianzhou natives truly respected their teachers and valued the Path.

Her head was also truly iron.

Cheng Lingshuang hurriedly flicked her sleeve, the wind from it lifting the girl up, and rubbed the bridge of her nose in resignation:

"Yan Qing, I leave her to you, I'm going."

"Understood, respectfully seeing off Master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Lingshuang went out the door, and along the way settled the bill for the meal and the floor tiles smashed by the kowtowing.

After all, both were children, and spending their money was somewhat shameless. Fortunately, her hand-woven silk craft was considered high-end technology, and her income was still quite respectable; this little bit of money was nothing to her.

"Hmm, I'll win a few more rounds from Jing Yuan this afternoon and make it back, I hope he has his gambling funds ready."

Cheng Lingshuang muttered a sentence, then feeling completely relaxed, she leisurely strolled around Changle Heaven, where the Glazed Foxes had just been completely rebuilt.