Xu Qingtong pondered for another moment before bending into a deep bow, saying, "This junior, Xu Qingtong, pays his respects to the clan chief!"
Overjoyed to see Xu Qingtong agree, Si Yuanzhi hastily reached out to help him up. "Qingtong, there's no need to stand on ceremony. From now on, we're one family. Our clan's hopes rest on your shoulders!"
"Clan Chief, I'd like to learn the Witch Clan's writing first, so I can study its witchcraft cultivation methods. I can't trouble you over every little thing!" Xu Qingtong said.
"Very well," Si Yuanzhi said. "As a member of our clan, you certainly can't remain ignorant of our writing. How about this? Let Shi Yu'er stay with you for a few days. Once you've learned it, come back here."
With that, he took out a small bell and shook it gently, producing a clear chime.
A short while later, Shi Yu'er arrived in the clan chief's room and briefly cupped her fist. "Clan Chief, what instructions do you have for me?"
"Yu'er, our young friend Xu wishes to learn the Witch Clan's writing. Set aside your current work for the next few days and teach him!" Si Yuanzhi said.
Shi Yu'er froze at his words. What was the clan chief doing, letting an outsider learn the Witch Clan's writing? Wasn't this a joke? She glanced at the clan chief, but seeing his calm, composed expression, she could only bow and say, "As you command!"
Then she turned to Xu Qingtong. "Let's go to your quarters."
Xu Qingtong accompanied Shi Yu'er out of the clan chief's house and returned to his lodgings.
Although Shi Yu'er was somewhat reluctant, she dared not disobey the clan chief's orders. She could only take out a piece of animal hide and begin teaching Xu Qingtong