"What are you talking about, Elder Yu? You are a pillar of our traditional Chinese dicine community, who would dare look down on you."
The professor in charge wore a flattering expression, "It’s just that this student of mine is young and naive. She probably got overexcited at the prospect of becoming your disciple and spoke nonsense..."
Nianyang didn’t want to beat around the bush and directly interrupted, "Professor, I wasn’t speaking nonsense. I truly don’t want to beco your disciple. Thank you for thinking of though."
Guan Xue snapped back to reality and glared venomously at Nianyang, this despicable girl, what she dread of getting yet couldn’t, was treated by her as if it were worthless!
Enraged, she gritted her teeth, "Chu Nianyang, stop pretending to be so high and mighty. If you didn’t want to beco a disciple, why were you competing with earlier? Aren’t you just playing Elder Yu for a fool?"
Nianyang slightly curled her lips, "Earlier, if I didn’t compete, you said I didn’t respect Elder Yu. Then when I did, you said I was looking down on him. No matter what I do, there’s always sothing to say."
Guan Xue was at a loss for words.
Nianyang smiled, "Besides, there’s no rule that says participating in the assessnt ans you must beco a disciple. I’m just contributing to the research group’s developnt at school with my own effort as a student, nothing more, and I’m not interested in anything else."
"What a bold statent!" Elder Yu, unable to hold back, said, "Chu, your dical skills are indeed remarkable, but don’t you think you’re too arrogant for your age? I want to accept you as my disciple because I see potential in you. Becoming my disciple has many benefits. It’s far more aningful than aimlessly following a schedule every day. Are you sure you want to miss out on this opportunity?"
The surroundings fell silent as everyone awaited Nianyang’s response.
Elder Yu’s words were already a humble invitation for Nianyang to beco his disciple. If Nianyang were just being difficult, she would have shown tact by now.
But as it turned out, people were overthinking it. Nianyang displayed her lack of sensibility to the fullest, and with a slight smile, she said, "Elder Yu, you are indeed a significant figure. Becoming your disciple would undoubtedly be beneficial and offer more dical knowledge."
Elder Yu thought Nianyang was about to compromise, showing a ’you’ve co to your senses’ expression.
In the next second, Nianyang coldly said, "It’s just unfortunate that I have already taken a master, and one disciple cannot serve two masters. That’s the rule in the martial world, so it’s regrettable."
Such an outstanding talent had already taken a master?
Elder Yu frowned, "Who is your master?"
Why is this old man reacting so strongly?
Nianyang felt a bit uncomfortable, her tone was indifferent, "My master is a folk doctor, an old traditional Chinese dicine practitioner from my rural hotown."
Elder Yu’s eyes flashed with disdain, "Just a folk practitioner? Your master and I are not on the sa level, so it doesn’t count as formal. Even if you take as your master, it won’t be affected. I believe you have so sense in you."
Nianyang felt entirely uncomfortable with the tone and retorted, "Elder Yu, you are also an elder in traditional Chinese dicine, you should understand that dical skill knows no status. As long as it can save people, that makes a good doctor. My master may not be as famous as you, but I believe being able to heal patients makes a good doctor, and I highly respect my master."
"You an you don’t want to beco my disciple?"
Elder Yu’s face was darkened; it was the first ti he had been so bluntly disrespected by a junior.
Nianyang apologized, "Elder Yu’s reputation is widespread, and I believe with just one word from you, countless students would rush for the opportunity, so you don’t really need to trouble yourself over soone as insignificant as !"
"Fine, very fine indeed!"
Elder Yu glared at Nianyang for a few monts, then casually pointed at Guan Xue,
"Since she’s unwilling, then you can beco my disciple!"
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