The next day!
Zhao Mingqing went to Cloud Street early in the morning full of energy.
When Lin Fan reached the shop, he was a little confused. He couldn't quite understand and he wondered why this good disciple of his was here so early in the morning.
"Mingqing, you are…?" Lin Fan questioned.
Zhao Mingqing smiled. "Teacher, please do your work first. Afterward, I'll speak to you."
Lin Fan had no idea what Zhao Mingqing was on about but the townsfolk had come. He had to go and sell his scallion pancakes.
After all the scallion pancakes had been sold, Lin Fan looked at Zhao Mingqing. He kept feeling as if something wasn't right. He took a sip of tea and said, "Can you tell me what it is now?"
"Teacher, do you remember what you promised me?" asked Zhao Mingqing eagerly.
Lin Fan was taken aback and a little confused. "What did I promise you?"
