The man took out three bags from the side, presenting them to Fu Xian.
"This is the disciple fee and investment into master Fu!" the senior decided to call Fu Xian according to creation master traditions.
Without hesitation, Fu Xian took the three bags into his arms. He didn't look into them, but drank another cup of tea with the man.
Time passed and he asked "Senior, do you wish to say goodbye to Ye Long before leaving?"
The man considered it for a moment before shaking his head "No. My son, he might be shy and introverted, but he's strong. After seeing his intent, I can even say he is somewhat brave and bold.
This time we are only separated by a few streets. He can visit me anytime. But if I were to cling to it and say goodbye now, then in the future, saying so will be more difficult. It's better if he learns to separate himself early on."
Fu Xian nodded and stood up, gesturing the man to follow.
He said a few more polite words before sending him out.
