"Master Yan, please accept it. This is also a token of your disciple's sincerity,"
"Exactly. When my apprentices came to pay their respects, I never refused any gifts they brought. No matter what they gave me, I gladly accepted everything, and the more valuable it was, the happier I was,"
"This apprentice gift is a custom in our profession; how could you not accept it?"
The several Chinese painting masters invited by Yan Qinghai also chimed in, persuading him one after another.
"Since that is the case, then I will accept it,"
Yan Qinghai reluctantly took the box with a look of obligation.
Only then did Bai Yingying stand up, and she secretly rubbed her sore hands, maintaining an elegant smile in front of the illustrious Chinese painting masters.
"Qinghai, hurry up and open it to see what your apprentice has given you as an apprentice gift."
Sun Daoan gazed at the exquisitely crafted box, thinking that the gift inside must be extraordinary.
