A simple visit had turned into an apprenticeship ceremony, and Qin Hai felt a faint sadness in his heart.
What the hell is all this!
What made him even sadder was that, facing his newly accepted female disciple, he searched all his pockets and found nothing but some coins to offer Wang Mengying as a meeting gift.
The trinkets he carried in his pockets every day had already been left behind at Qiao Wei's place with the pants he had changed out of at noon.
Should he give her the coins?
Qin Hai couldn't afford to lose face.
So, when Wang Mengying kowtowed three times to him and called him master with proper formality, Qin Hai coughed and his face felt a bit hot.
"Yingying, by all rights, since you have taken me as your master, I should give you a meeting gift. But today was quite sudden and I didn't bring anything nice... maybe next time—"
