Sun Mo brought Zheng Qingfang into the living room.
Gu Xiuxun hurriedly stood up to show her respect. Although Zheng Qingfang didn't have much influence in the great teacher world. He was a character who could summon the wind and rain in the Tang Country's Imperial Court.
"Teacher Gu, there's no need to be so polite!"
Zheng Qingfang sat down and smiled. "Come over girls, pay your respects to Teacher Sun Mo!"
The two girls lowered their heads and moved forward, bowing to Sun Mo.
"Slave Xia He, Dong He, pays our respect to Teacher Sun!"
The voices of the two girls were gentle, akin to flowers in spring and the purring of kittens.
"The two of you are too polite!"
Sun Mo's smile and sunshine-like demeanor caused the two girls, who were originally filled with trepidation, to let go of a little worry in their hearts.
They had learned of their future fate from their old master. They would be gifted to this teacher.
