"It's for the assistant instructor of Wu Yard!" Pang Feiyan crossed her arms in front of her chest and muttered, "Senior Brother, I heard that you casually assigned a disciple of Wu Yard to be an assistant instructor?"
"You mean Lin Yan?"
"How would I know his name? Senior, you're too unfair!"
"Unfair?"
"That's right. I've pestered you so many times previously, saying that I wanted to be an assistant instructor to have fun, but you refused. Now, you want to find any Tom, Dick, or Harry to replace me. It's too unfair!"
Zang Wei shook his head. Feiyan was good in every way, but she was a little arrogant. Of course, it had something to do with his and his master's pampering.
He couldn't help but say seriously, "Lin Yan isn't a Tom, Dick, or Harry. He's a talent. Besides, instructors are an important position. How can I let you play casually to your heart's content?"
