Yu Qing Qian wasn’t in a hurry either and drank tea slowly with the other party.
The red-clothed beauty drank several cups in a row, and after a moment, he said leisurely: “Since you’re a pretty observant and clever little girl, I’ll test you a bit.”
Yu Qing Qian wondered why did these words feel a bit wrong. Could it be that what was outside wasn’t a test?
“Senior, may I venture to ask, what do you want to test me on? And why?”
The red-clothed man sighed, “Because I’ve been trapped here for a thousand years, I’ve been seriously bored. I’ve never accepted any disciples before, so I set up the first test, the one before you entered.”
He paused, then continued: “There have also been others who have cracked the code and teleported in over the past hundred years, but their appearance didn’t suit my eyes, and weren’t that smart. Only you’re barely qualified, that’s why I’ll just force myself to test you.”
Yu Qing Qian rolled her eyes instantly—this man sounded exactly like a narcissist. The appearance of the people that was teleported in mustn’t have been in line with his aesthetics.
And he even said he’d have to force himself to test her—she absolutely believed that he still had a purpose waiting for her next.
“Senior, do you mean that if I pass this test, you’ll accept me as your disciple?” Yu Qing Qian asked unequivocally.
The red-clothed man gave Yu Qing Qian a look as if to say ‘you’re very lucky’, with an expression of arrogance: “Of course. There were countless people who knelt down and cried and begged me to accept them as a disciple, but I wasn’t interested.”
“…”
Yu Qing Qian was speechless. He was indeed a narcissistic and unruly man.
“But I don’t know Senior well, and I have no intention of finding a master for the time being.” Yu Qing Qian wasn’t trying to assume airs, but that under the premise that she hadn’t yet understood the other person’s origins, she wouldn’t be fooled.
Although the other advanced-level plant inscriptions he held made her very tempted, but the years of experience in her previous life had made her calm down first when encountering something. No matter how good the fortuitous opportunity was, it was impossible for it to be for free.
Hearing what Yu Qing Qian said, the red-clothed beauty glared at her, “You stinky girl, ‘if you miss this village, you won’t pass by this shop again’.”
Yu Qing Qian said rather nonchalantly: “Senior, it can be considered that we’ve formed a good relationship after drinking tea, I’ll trouble you to please send me out later.”
She couldn’t let the other party assume airs, so she had to take the initiative in her own hands.
“Stinky girl, don’t think that I don’t know your cunningness and that small cleverness. But I’ll have you know that I’m precisely attracted to that cleverness.” The red-clothed man opened his distinct, long, and slender fingers, and a gold leaf book appeared in his hand.
He tossed it to Yu Qing Qian, saying: “Read it carefully. If you can understand the secrets of the plant inscriptions in this book in a months’ time, then we’ll talk about formally regarding me as master. If you can’t comprehend it, then even if you kneel and cry and beg me, I won’t accept you either.”
The red-clothed man was, and still was, an extremely proud person. There was absolutely no way for juniors who had no comprehension ability to become his disciple. It was his principle to rather lack than to be indiscriminate. Even if there was no successor or disciple after his death, he would still not do something like filling it up with someone who was unqualified.
Yu Qing Qian also knew that even if the other party wanted to accept her as a disciple, she still had to pass the test. If she couldn’t even do this, then it’d probably be difficult for her to enter the eyes of the red-clothed beauty again.
Taking the gold leaf book, Yu Qing Qian also placed aside the matter of whether to become a disciple or not. The secret of plant inscriptions that could even make this proud man take seriously mustn’t be ordinary. She should read it and comprehend it then consider other things.
“Sure, I’ll try first.”
Yu Qing Qian lowered her head and opened the book. On the first page, there were a few big words written [Introduction to Profound Plant Inscriptions]. She started to look through it curiously.
Gradually, Yu Qing Qian’s thoughts were all focused on the gold leaf book. From time to time, she would furrow her brows in deep thought, or at other times, she’d show an expression of sudden enlightenment. She was obviously fascinated by the book.
Seeing this, the red-clothed man raised his lips at an even deeper angle. Without disturbing Yu Qing Qian, he took out a cyan book and flipped through it while drinking tea.