"Teacher, do you think he will come?" Cui Zisong asked. He didn't believe Ye Qiu would accept the invitation issued by his teacher, Fujikawa Ueno.
Fujikawa Ueno appeared calm and collected, as if he wasn't worried about this question at all. Seeing Cui Zisong's anxious demeanor, he sighed internally; his disciple might have decent talent, but he lacked focus, and his mental cultivation was even worse. If not for Cui Zisong's sincere devotion to him, Ueno wouldn't even bother wasting time on him.
"Look at this tea. When it's poured from the pot into the cup, tell me, if I don't knock the cup over, will the tea inside run out?" Fujikawa Ueno said while personally pouring a cup of tea, a fragrance rising from the water.
Cui Zisong failed to grasp his teacher's deeper meaning and replied, "If nobody touches it, how could the tea possibly spill out?"
"What if I accidentally knock over the cup?" Fujikawa Ueno continued.
"Then it would spill, of course!" said Cui Zisong.
