The guards hesitated, causing Qi Xian to feel vexed.
However, Qin Yao had helped him out, and Liu Ji was her husband, so he had to give them face.
He forced back his anger and reminded Liu Ji that he would not be shortchanged on the gratitude gifts, urging him not to make such unreasonable requests about becoming his apprentice.
But Liu Ji didn't care; the little brat didn't have the final say.
He just stared eagerly at Gongliang Liao, who hadn't said a word and continued sipping his porridge, as his own apprentice ranted and raged.
Qi Xian was certain that his master wouldn't be interested in a rough village bumpkin like Liu Ji, confidently puffing out his chest.
Gongliang Liao unhurriedly finished his porridge, put down the bowl, and then finally raised his eyes to look at the two before him, one big, one small, suppressing the amusement in his eyes as he spoke: "You guys..."
"Liu Ji!"
