"Hehe, Master, you drank your apprentice's tea and accepted my three bows. You can't take it back now, you know."
At this, Fang Chenyi looked down at the green tea in his hand, dumbfounded. He then looked up at the grinning Wu Xin, utterly speechless.
Just then, Professor Wu, who was standing to the side, began to chide his granddaughter.
"Nonsense! Taking a master requires Xiaofang's consent. This isn't a game!"
Hearing her grandfather's words, Wu Xin, who thought she had just pulled a fast one, immediately pouted and looked at Fang Chenyi with a pitiful expression.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi shook his head with a sigh. 'Oh, what the heck,' he thought. 'Elder Wu came all this way for my sake and even solved that huge follow-up problem for me.'
'Sigh... fine, I'll take her as my apprentice. I'll just write up some design notes for her later and let her study on her own. That should be enough.'
With this in mind, Fang Chenyi couldn't help but speak up with a wry smile.
