"Senior Sister Yourong has taken care of you, Master, for so many years; it's time she...takes care of me."
"You brat."
Yin Daoyan laughed and scolded, then turned his gaze to Gu Yourong and said, "Yourong!"
"Yin...Yin Master."
Gu Yourong blushed so red she seemed almost steaming, her voice trembling a bit.
"Although there's no official master-disciple relationship between us, you've taken care of my daily needs all these years. I've long regarded you as a disciple. Zhong Lin is not bad. If you truly wish it, I can make the decision, but if you don't want to..."
"Yin...Yin Master, I...I am willing."
"Tsk, I haven't even finished speaking, and you're already so eager to stop serving me?"
Yin Daoyan teased.
Gu Yourong hurriedly tried to explain, almost speaking incoherently.
"Hahaha, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Zhong Lin, Yourong is a good girl; don't let her down."
