Dressed in a black shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, his fair and translucent skin was even more pronounced.
He sat quietly on the sofa, not speaking a word. If Lin Xinlan was even the slightest bit distracted, she would forget his presence.
His silence was profound, his being emitted no distinctive aura, and his presence was so low it was impossible to ignore.
Rong Shaoze said he used to be his shadow.
Lin Xinlan suddenly had a moment of realization.
Such a person, indeed, suited the role of a shadow. If he chose to hide, surely no one would notice his existence.
For some reason, she really wanted to say, "what a talent."
Being a shadow was also a job that needed special talent to fulfill.
And Meiying was definitely talent among talents.
After Rong Shaoze introduced Meiying, he told Xiaocong that he would be learning martial arts from him in the future.
Xiaocong, hearing he could learn martial arts, was thrilled and extremely excited.
I guess all boys love the art of hand-to-hand combat.
Rong Shaoze had Xiaocong pour a cup of tea for Meiying and kowtow to call him Master.
Xiaocong immediately did as instructed, holding the teacup steady as he knelt before Meiying, respectful and proper, saying, "Master, please have some tea!"
Meiying looked at him indifferently and reached for the teacup, but didn’t bring it to his lips immediately.
Xiaocong’s hand wavered slightly, but he still held the cup steadily.
Only then did Meiying take the teacup and drink the tea.
Rong Shaoze pulled Xiaocong up and laughed, saying, "You’ve passed the Master’s test and have become his disciple."
"Ah, a test?" he asked, lifting his head in confusion, his eyes full of bewilderment.
Rong Shaoze explained, "Did you feel your hand going numb just now?"
"Mhm," Xiaocong nodded vigorously.
When the Master held the cup, his palm and arm went numb and a sharp pain appeared, as if needles were jabbing his hand.
"That was the Master testing your endurance and composure. If you had let go suddenly, you wouldn’t have passed the test."
Xiaocong had a moment of realization, and Lin Xinlan understood as well.
It seemed that Rong Shaoze was right; Meiying was indeed an incredible master.
Xiaocong looked at Meiying, stars in his eyes, "Master, you’re so awesome! I will definitely work hard and learn from you, then defeat you!"
Lin Xinlan coughed awkwardly.
Rong Shaoze laughed heartily, praising him, "That’s the spirit, always strive to defeat him! Remember, if you can’t defeat him, you’re not ready to graduate."
"Daddy, what does graduating mean?"
"It means you have learned something worthwhile, it’s like finishing school."
"Oh. Then I’ll definitely defeat the Master soon and graduate early." He spoke with confidence, but without any hint of arrogance.
Meiying responded indifferently, "Remember what you said today."
Rong Shaoze’s eyes lit up, and his smile grew even wider.
"Son, you’re amazing, even your Master is pleased with you," he said.
Xiaocong was puzzled. Was the Master pleased with him? Why hadn’t he heard any words of praise?
"Your Master has a habit, he’s not fond of speaking. He only opens his mouth when something interests him. The fact that he spoke just now shows he’s quite interested in you."
"Really?" Xiaocong felt so happy, he lunged to grab Meiying’s hand, his big eyes blinking adorably, "Master, I’m very pleased with you too."
Meiying’s mouth twitched, and he almost said something.
This kid is definitely Rong Shaoze’s son!