Lun Yu said, "Then we won't pinch your face anymore, just tell us where your master is."
Zhu Yiping smiled helplessly, "I really don't know where my master is. Not only is he elusive, but every time he comes to see me, he looks different. I've no idea what he truly looks like to this day."
"Then why did he choose you as his disciple?" Yi Yan actually envied Zhu Yiping a bit. That master's methods are far superior to those of her own master and grandma's, Lun Tong, and also much harder to find. Both have similar temperaments, quirky, roaming the world with different faces; she's really curious about who that master is.
"I don't know either!" Zhu Yiping shrugged and said, "He probably thought I have good comprehension!"
Zhu Yiping raised an eyebrow, glancing at Lun Yu and Yi Yan with a look full of pride.
Lun Yu blushed, feeling a bit disdained by his junior fellow disciple.
