Yang Shang had discovered that boy while making his rounds in another region. The boy not only had a solid theoretical foundation, but he had also cured several cases of chronic arthralgia in the countryside.
Wen Junyi had personally written a reply at the time, promising to formally take him as a disciple as long as he passed the preliminary test.
Now, this girl had shown up. Although her performance was impressive, he couldn't quite wrap his head around it.
A promise came first, and rules were rules. He couldn't easily go back on his word.
"Who said I had to accept you just because you solved that problem?"
He waved his hand dismissively. "Go home. Don't waste your time here."
"You old man, why are you so stubborn!"
Yuan Juan was a little displeased, and her voice rose.
In her eyes, Song Qingya was intelligent and sharp, and she was sincere in her desire to learn. For Wen Junyi to reject her like this was simply unreasonable.
