Zhang Hua soon brought Lu Kang back to his residence.
Zhang Hua had, of course, long admired Lu Kang's reputation.
Cao Mao often remarked that Lu Kang was Jiangdong's foremost famous scholar, and even Zhang Hua had been swayed by him, treating Lu Kang with great respect.
Lu Kang, too, often heard about Zhang Hua from Cao Mao and greatly admired this young man.
Seeing how mild-mannered Lu Kang was, Zhang Hua was rather surprised. So not all famous scholars who achieved success in their youth were like Zhong Hui!
This was a true famous scholar!
This was Zhang Hua's first time inviting a colleague into his study. Once the two sat down, Zhang Gui bustled about pouring tea and fetching water for them, working very diligently.
Lu Kang glanced at Zhang Gui, then said with a smile, "Your son has an extraordinary appearance, Lord Zhang, and he is so filial, too. He will surely accomplish great things!"
At this, Zhang Hua immediately laughed.
"I also think this boy will amount to something great. Unfortunately, he is not my son!"
Lu Kang froze.
Then he heard Zhang Gui say, "I have always treated my teacher as I would my father."
Only then did Lu Kang understand. He blinked and asked, "If you treat your teacher as your father, how do you treat your father?"
Zhang Gui answered without hesitation, "My father gave me life, and my teacher gave me learning. Both equally deserve my respect and filial devotion. How could I choose between them?"
At last, Lu Kang burst into hearty laughter.
"This disciple of yours will surely amount to something great!"
Zhang Hua was very proud as well.
At first, Zhang Hua had taken a liking to the boy's cleverness. He was nothing like a child.
But after keeping