He who teaches me for one day is a father for life. Wang Jian's second disciple was Li Mei. It could be said that he had taught her like his own daughter.
Wang Jian chuckled. "I'm just here to see you and Jiang An. I'll be back in a few days. That old Taoist priest on the mountain doesn't have me to play chess and chat with him. He's feeling suffocated. I've only left Jingdu City for half a day, but he's asked me three times on WeChat when I'll be back."
Li Mei chuckled. "Taoist Yi Shan is still so talkative."
Li Mei waved at Tan Ming, who quickly walked forward. Li Mei held her daughter's hand and introduced, "An'an, this is Mom's master. You have to call him Grandmaster."
Tan Ming bowed respectfully to the elder. "Greetings, Grandmaster."
