"Teacher, why do you always misunderstand me?"
"I swear to heaven, I've never held the slightest disrespect for you in my heart."
Lu Mingyu spoke with righteous conviction.
Chen Changsheng pretended not to hear her and merely muttered to himself, "Your teacher has studied a rather mixed bag of things."
"Formations, puppets, unorthodox arts, the Demonic Path, medicine, Confucianism Dao, the Buddhist Sect, the Daoist Sect..."
"If a path has ever appeared in this world, your teacher has dabbled in it."
"So whatever you want to learn, I can teach you."
"Teacher, I, Lu Mingyu, have never harbored the slightest grievance against you! You have to believe me!"
Lu Mingyu was still defending herself, but Chen Changsheng continued.
"Of all these disciplines, I think Confucianism Dao suits you best."
"Why don't I teach you—"
"Teacher!"
A shout cut Chen Changsheng off. Lu Mingyu clung tightly to his leg, tears streaming down her face.
"The sun and moon can attest to this disciple's loyalty, and heaven and earth can bear witness!"
"If you don't believe me, then let the heavens judge the loyal from the treacherous!"
At that, Chen Changsheng stopped and looked quietly at Lu Mingyu.
Two breaths later, he kicked her away and scolded her with a laugh.
"Get up, you little rascal."
"Of my three disciples, you're the only one whose shamelessness takes after mine."
"Come on, then. What do you want to learn?"
Seeing Chen Changsheng's attitude soften, Lu Mingyu immediately grinned.
"I'll learn whatever you teach me. But I'm sure you'll choose the very best for me."
"Clever. I have indeed chosen the very best for you."
"You've traveled the world for years and must have met plenty of prodigies and remarkable people. Whose path do you think is strongest?"
Lu Mingyu thought for a moment