Dean Qian Wanted Me to Become His Disciple (A Battle of Wits Between a Genius Teacher and Student over Apprenticeship)

"How could I possibly do that?"

Chen Ping looked embarrassed. "Dean Qian, you just said my talent fell far short of our academy's teachers."

"I'm already more than satisfied to learn a little insignificant soul tool knowledge under the guidance of our academy's soul tool teachers. How would I dare ask for anything more?"

"As for becoming your disciple, I do understand the saying that a person's worth lies in knowing their own limits. With my dull aptitude, I'm afraid joining your tutelage would only bring shame upon you."

With a thoroughly sincere attitude, Chen Ping turned down what Qian Duoduo had implied.

For Chen Ping, receiving the privileges of a Core Disciple in both departments already exceeded his expectations. Swallowing too many benefits in one go might just stuff him to death.

But at that moment, Qian Duoduo already wanted nothing more than to slap himself twice.

Why did you have to open your big mouth? You only meant to downplay the boy's talent a little so he wouldn't grow arrogant and think everyone else beneath him.

Now look what happened. Chen Ping had no idea what talent he possessed to begin with, and after that blow, he doesn't even think he deserves to be your student.

This situation left Qian Duoduo so anxious that he almost spun in circles. After thinking for a long while, he finally managed to speak.

"Haha, no matter, no matter. As I said, I don't have any students under me now. Even if your aptitude is dull, as long as you're willing to study with me, you'll still achieve something in the end."

Having said that, Qian Duoduo gazed eagerly at Chen Ping, counting on him to nod.

"No, no, Dean Qian. With my aptitude, if I studied under you, I'm afraid my