"I'm nine," the boy said, snapping out of his daze. His voice was thick with grievance as fat tears streamed down his face.
He knew he hadn't succeeded.
He couldn't move his arm anymore.
"Are you a boy or a girl?"
"A boy."
"It's not a big deal. No need to cry," Jiang Man said.
"But my parents used up all their savings... I... I'm afraid to go home," the little boy said, wiping away his tears.
"Maybe they won't blame you?" Jiang Man ventured.
However, his words of comfort were useless.
After a pause, Jiang Man said, "Do you trust me?"
The boy looked at Jiang Man in confusion.
"Right. We've only just met, so there's no reason for you to trust me." Jiang Man took out a book. "This is an Immortal Cultivation Skill. I can give it to you, but there's one condition."
Upon hearing this, the boy immediately struggled to his knees before Jiang Man. "Master on high..."
"Stop!" Jiang Man cut him off immediately. "Take me as your master? Trying to take advantage of me?"
