Nian Shutong looked at Lian Qing kneeling before her and remained silent.
Lian Qing kneeled on the ground, but his back was straight, and he did not seem overwhelmed; on the contrary, he appeared sincerely earnest.
On the other side, Master Huo finally understood that his son could have the hope of cultivating, and was in the process of apprenticing himself, but this apprenticeship was too abrupt, and not necessarily to be accepted.
Master Huo wanted to say something but feared that his words might harm Lian Qing, so he sat on the sofa on the other side, struggling and uncomfortable, as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
"Stand up first."
Nian Shutong did not say whether she agreed or refused. Lian Qing, who was kneeling, obediently stood up. He truly wanted to become a disciple, but he had no intention of coercion.
Nian Shutong looked at Lian Qing, who had risen, and felt somewhat satisfied in her heart, but taking on a disciple was not so simple.
