Zhou Xiaoli could not help but raise her eyebrows.
Yuan Zhengchun stroked his beard and chuckled. "Why? It can't be that you're the only one allowed to set tests."
"As your master, can't I find out more about you?"
Zhou Xiaoli smiled. "Of course."
"Then let's make a deal. I'll wait for you." After saying that, Yuan Zhengchun stroked his beard and left in satisfaction.
After Yuan Zhengchun's figure disappeared from sight, Zhou Xiaoli turned around and returned home.
Everyone in the courtyard heard their conversation at the door.
Lin Xiujuan became curious. "Little Li, who is that old man? Why did he take you in as his disciple?"
Zhou Xiaoli pursed her lips and thought for a moment before saying, "It's just what you said. He's a fortune-teller. He saw that I had a unique face and wanted to take me in as his disciple."
