"Is Mr. Yang home?" an elderly man appeared at the entrance of Yang Yu's house and rang the doorbell.
A young woman in her early twenties stood quietly by his side.
This woman was extremely graceful, resembling a wildflower freshly nourished by rain in the mountains, embodying a natural aura in her demeanor.
"Mr. Sun Sr.? Why has he come?" Yang Yu opened the door and Mr. Sun Sr. entered with the young woman.
"Mr. Yang, I am here to request that you accept my granddaughter, Sun Yurou, as your apprentice," Mr. Sun Sr. said very respectfully to Yang Yu, "I sincerely ask you to take Yu Rou under your wing, and this is a gift from Yu Rou for her master upon meeting."
Sun Yurou handed a very exquisite box to Yang Yu with both hands, "Master, please accept this."
Yang Yu carefully examined Sun Yurou's facial features, trying to determine from her appearance whether he could accept her as a disciple.
