Xin Lin rubbed her own daddy’s head, signaling him to enter the house first.
"Daddy, you go ahead and eat, Master Mo and I have sothing to discuss."
With just one sentence from Xin Lin, Chu Beiqing scampered off into the house, while Master Mo huffed.
"We don’t have much to discuss. I won’t go soft. Either you pay back the money, or leave soone behind to work for for fifty years, or you can pack your things and scram."
Fifty years of work, dream on, old witch.
Xin Lin glanced at the deed in Master Mo’s hand.
"My daddy can stay behind, but I have a few conditions."
Chu Beiqing is stubborn by nature; if he says he won’t leave, he really won’t.
Xin Lin wasn’t quite at ease leaving Chu Beiqing at the Chu Mansion, after all, his Three Corpse Poison could flare up at any ti, just like the Fu Xi’s Energy inside her own body.
Ma Jingtian is a bit of a bonehead, and if he loses soone again, they might not be as lucky as this ti.
Having Chu Beiqing stay close by at Qingtian Academy was undoubtedly the best arrangent.
But the regulations at Qingtian Academy were strict; non-academy people were absolutely forbidden from staying overnight.
However, if one beca an apprentice at the dical Hall, it would be legitimate to stay over, and there would be no worry of him running off again.
"You still dare to negotiate terms with , hmph, for the sake of Beibei, spit it out."
As Master Mo spoke, she sneakily glanced at Chu Beiqing in the house from the corner of her eye.
Having a fresh young man around made her feel as if her dilapidated dical Hall was glowing, it brightened up the place, didn’t it!
"You can’t take advantage of my daddy. I fear that although my mother has passed away, any woman my daddy marries must be soone he truly likes. You taking advantage of our plight is absolutely unacceptable."
Xin Lin got straight to the point, cutting off Master Mo’s crooked thoughts.
"Cough cough, what nonsense are you spouting? I purely appreciate his talent, not his face. I, Master Mo, am also a reputable figure. Forcing soone like an Overlord – I’ve rarely committed such acts... never have done it, nor do I deign to do it!"
Master Mo’s face was a portrait of righteous indignation.
Xin Lin rolled her eyes; she would be surprised if she really believed Master Mo.
But although Master Mo appeared to be quite roguish, she didn’t seem like the kind that would commit evil deeds. Moreover, her foolish daddy had the basic ability to protect himself. Even when Xin Lin was not around, she would have ghost soldiers keep a watch in secret.
"My second condition is, soone can stay and beco an apprentice, but it’s not my dad, it’s ."
Xin Lin continued.
"You? Are you capable? At least your dad has so basic knowledge of dicinal herbs and pharmacology."
Don’t be fooled by Master Mo’s rough exterior; she is actually quite picky. She changed her apprentices several tis a year. Not to ntion others, just within Qingtian Academy there were many students who wished to beco the apprentice of the dical Hall each year, and none managed to catch Master Mo’s eye.
She is in real need of an apprentice.
Especially since the new students have just started, there are many things to attend to. Look, similar poisoning incidents have already occurred several tis.
"In your room, there are over fifty types of dicinal herbs, ten types of poison. The bowl of soup you just gave my daddy, indeed, is worth hundreds of thousands of silver taels and does have the effect of replenishing yang energy, but the quantity is too large."
Xin Lin glanced around and spoke succinctly.
Master Mo’s old face faltered, looking at Xin Lin with a different light in her eyes.
"It seems that you truly are Chu Beiqing’s daughter; that puts my mind at ease."
Master Mo muttered to herself.
"Twenty years as an apprentice, think it over carefully. An apprentice earns three taels of silver a month, and I need a total of two hundred thirty thousand taels for my dicines. Twenty years might not be enough."
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