Lou Lan arrived at the top floor office of Shen Cang, who anticipated her arrival and asked, "Finished recruiting disciples?"
"She calls me teacher."
"No direct answer, this matter doesn't count."
Lou Lan smirked, "You can't hide anything from you. Mainly, I feel the title of teacher and disciple is hollow. If I can teach her some skills as a teacher, that's what really matters."
"Since when are you so sensible? It's not like you."
"Don't mock me."
"Speak honestly."
Lou Lan sighed, "I feel I can teach her skills, I can accept her calling me teacher, but I don't deserve to hear her call me master. Do you understand what I mean?"
Shen Cang met Lou Lan's gaze, looked deeply into her eyes, and nodded slightly, "I understand."
"You understand?"
"Isn't it just self-doubt?"
"Hey, make it clear, who's self-doubting? I'm just being modest! It's modesty!"
"Don't make a fuss, I can hear clearly, lower your voice."
"Am I the one yelling? You're the one provoking me!"
