"Dean, I'm too heavy." Ye Qianning was well aware of her own weight.
"How heavy could you be? Don't mind your master's old age. I practiced martial arts when I was young, and it wasn't just for show." As he spoke, Dean Chen picked up the chubby little girl.
His expression didn't betray a thing, but inwardly, he couldn't help but think, 'She really is heavy!'
The three tutors and four instructors who followed him down all stared at Ye Qianning. Dean Chen was a man of immense prestige; countless people had begged to become his disciple, yet he had refused them all. Now, he was actually taking a chubby toddler as his Direct Disciple.
How bizarre!
"Let's go, let's go. The apprenticeship ceremony is all prepared; we were just waiting on you." Dean Chen had been mulling it over for days. If they hadn't arrived soon, he was going to go to the General's residence to get her himself.
"Dean…"
"None of that 'Dean' business. Call me Master," Dean Chen chided.
