"How could that be?" After hearing Xiao Jian's explanation, Xiao Hua curled his lips and sneered. "How could someone who came out of the jungle not rob others of their belongings? Otherwise, how could he have made it out of the jungle?"
"Yuan, tell Senior about it!" Xiao Jian looked at Yuan Ya "kindly."
"Yes, Master!" Yuan Ya nodded, glanced fearfully at Xiao Hua, and said, "Master, when this disciple had just come out of the woods, I often robbed others of their things! I even hurt people, but that was all in the gladiator arena! After following Master, Master told this disciple that what belongs to others belongs to others, and only what one earns through one's own strength belongs to oneself! Especially after this disciple saw how hard the bun-shop owner and his assistant worked to buy meat, knead dough, make buns, and steam them, this disciple learned that buns were not fruit growing on trees, nor did they grow out of thin air. After that, this disciple never robbed anyone again!"
"What else?" Xiao Hua's expression did not change. Seeing Yuan Ya fall silent, he asked again.
"What else? There's nothing else!" Yuan Ya froze, then blurted out.
"Alas..." Xiao Jian sighed inwardly for no reason. Xiao Hua's tone had clearly softened somewhat. If Yuan Ya had only said a few more words, perhaps it would have worked?
In fact, Xiao Hua had already vaguely promised Yuan Ya before, but Xiao Jian could not set his mind at ease in the end. After all, Yuan Ya had not formally entered Xiao Hua's school!
"How about this?" Seeing Yuan Ya's honesty, Xiao Hua thought for a moment and said, "I have a weapon here. If you can lift it, I'll take you as my disciple!"
As he spoke,