"Mother!" The moment she exited the Lecture Courtyard, Feng Ya Ya cried out in delight.
Su Hua Nian stood quietly beside the bamboo grove, waiting for Feng Ya Ya to finish class.
Inside the bamboo grove, Old Daoist Ge was hunched over, fiddling with a large lump of mud. From the looks of it, he was making beggar's chicken.
Ge Feng walked up with a speechless expression. He first bowed to Su Hua Nian, then complained to the old daoist, "Old Master, the chickens from Li Nan Courtyard aren't..."
"Don't get in the way!"
Old Daoist Ge shoved him aside and looked at Su He with a beaming smile.
Since they had parted at Listening Sea Lake two years ago, this was their first true meeting. Gazing at Su He's valiant appearance, he nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. Now you finally have a bit of a Dragon Turtle's appearance."
He was practically destined to become this old daoist's disciple!
At that thought, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Although he had already revealed his intention to take him as a disciple when they met beneath Elephant Water, and the Dragon Turtle had been quite pleased—
Now that they had truly met, however, he instead felt somewhat uneasy, at a loss.
After cultivating for a thousand years, this was his first time accepting a disciple. And it was a Dragon Turtle at that.
"Um..." He opened his mouth, not knowing how to begin.
Before he could speak, Su He had already bowed down—lying directly on the ground with his dragon head lowered in a gesture of respect.
A mature disciple ought to know how to give his master a way down.
The old daoist opened his mouth, his lips trembling and his face flushing slightly. "Little turtle, how about thinking it