"Huh?" Mo Yu froze, her mouth falling open involuntarily, looking a bit lost.
Become a disciple?
"Senior, you want to take me as your disciple?" Mo Yu asked, puzzled.
Lu Chang'sheng nodded and said, "Of course, you can refuse if you want."
Heh, if she refuses, that shouldn't count as failing the mission, right? Besides, I wasn't even pretending to be weak on purpose or anything.
Just as Lu Chang'sheng was plotting in his mind—
He saw Mo Yu drop to her knees and bow deeply to him!
"Master!"
"Mm, good discipl—huh?!" Lu Chang'sheng's eyes went wide.
Wait, she just agreed like that?
Lu Chang'sheng thought maybe he could still salvage things, so he said, "Honestly, I've got no clue about puppet arts."
"Strong people are good at everything," Mo Yu grinned as she got up. "Besides, Master, you controlled those puppets just now pretty damn well!"
"But I can't make puppets."
"It's fine, that's literally what my family's famous for—making puppets."
"Then why'd you agree?"
