Was there something wrong with his eyes and ears? Did his teacher just offer to be an assistant of a young woman?
Old Mr. Pei's disciple walked up to him. "Master, what are you doing…"
Old Mr. Pei glanced at his disciple with a look of disdain. "Why are you so dumb?"
The disciple: "?"
Old Mr. Pei ignored him. Something crossed his mind, and he turned to ask Huo Yao. "Are you free right now?"
"What is the matter?" asked Huo Yao helplessly.
This old man was hard to shake off. Even if she left now, he would text her later.
"Come over and take a seat. I have a book I want you to have a look at."
Old Mr. Pei pulled Huo Yao by the arm and made her sit down on a chair like he was afraid she might escape. He turned his head and instructed his disciple. "Hurry up and bring Huo Yao our finest tea!"
Old Mr. Pei's disciple was startled by the harsh tone but composed himself and left quickly to make tea.
