After the mentoring session had ended, Sun Yixiao gained a lot and was extremely excited.
"Impressive, impressive! Lin Chen, you are too amazing. Continue with your comprehension, and I'll go back and digest what you've just said, and do some contemplating myself."
Sun Yixiao was much more polite in his attitude, for Lin Chen's guidance had been nothing but substantial; listening to it felt like having an epiphany.
A teacher imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts.
Even though Lin Chen was of the junior generation, by giving guidance to Sun Yixiao, he had done what a teacher or master would do. How could he not be treated with politeness?
Furthermore, Sun Yixiao sensitively recognized that even though Lin Chen modestly claimed he had merely entered the threshold and achieved a little comprehension, the lecture he had given was far from elementary; it was apparent that he had grasped it quite profoundly and with a certain depth.
