"You teach me?" Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke like she was a clown. "What… what are you called again…? Granny… Granny Meng? I don't even remember your name, but you shamelessly want to coach me in front of all these people?"
"Junior Sister Ye… don't have such a sharp tongue; you'll eventually eat a giant loss." Meng Ke's eyes sparkled icily.
"I've eaten fish, I've eaten meat, but I've never eaten a loss," Ye Wanwan retorted with a snort.
"Heh, good, good. Elder Gong, you've really accepted a wonderful disciple," Lei He said to Elder Gong with a glance at Ye Wanwan.
"Your disciple is also nice. Her mother gave birth to her, but her father didn't raise her; she's very similar to you," Elder Gong calmly said.
"Master… So this elder's an orphan? Is his disciple also an orphan?" Ye Wanwan curiously blinked as she looked at Elder Gong.
Elder Gong thought about it for a moment before nodding. "That's right."
