Xinxin cradled the swaddle that once belonged to her, thinking this was her teacher's first test for her. Her heart was suddenly filled with excitement, her face flushed, ready to make a big impact under her teacher's watchful eye.
But...
In the next moment.
The little girl's face twisted into a frown.
Ye Chen: "What's wrong?"
Xinxin: "Teacher, the things on the swaddle..."
"Don't recognize them?"
Xinxin: "I feel like I recognize them, but I don't know how to say it."
Ye Chen: "Then just convert these characters into the current language, that's the only requirement I have for your test."
Xinxin's face turned even more saddened.
"Teacher, I... I don't know many words..."
Ye Chen: "…Then how did you practice your cultivation technique and sword technique?"
"My mother read them to me."
Ye Chen was speechless.
"Alright, wait a moment. I'll find two teachers to teach you how to read."
After a short while.
Mu Qingqing and Han Xiaoduo were brought over by Ye Chen.
