Yu Shiliu was taken aback, not with joy, but with caution.
She was not a pampered child from an ordinary family. Although she may not understand much grand philosophy, she knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
This woman who appeared suddenly was probably not someone good...
But what did she want from her?
While doubting in her heart, she showed no sign on her face. Instead, with a look of delight, she said:
"Senior, are you serious?"
"Silly child, with my status, how could I deceive you?"
The woman spoke indifferently, with an air of superiority in her words.
Yet the joy on Yu Shiliu's face slightly diminished, showing some reluctance:
"But I already have a mentor, and I haven't even learned the Secret Technique my teacher taught me. How dare I take another as my master?"
"Not forgetting your mentorship shows sentiment and righteousness."
The woman slowly approached Yu Shiliu, her eyes full of satisfaction.
She suddenly changed the tone:
