The young Kong Meng bowed to an altar representing Heaven and Earth before bowing to his teacher, Master Shang. He did serve the latter tea, concluding the master-disciple relationship. Master Sheng nodded in satisfaction, while Kong Meng had a wide grin.
"So, master, what are you going to teach me?"
Master Shang did not mean the latter's slightly impetuous actions. On the contrary, he had always admired the boy's desire to pursue knowledge. 'I must ensure he's not led astray by the cultivation world and starts to pursue power instead of knowledge,' Master Shang reminded himself.
"Let's start with a brief history of our school," Master Shang uttered. "My master was a young scholar named Cang Yu. He was an upright and righteous man, loved by the people and the king. Unfortunately, officialdom is cruel; no one could not tolerate my master's 'rigid' views and conduct. So, countless ministers worked together to frame him.'
