Hard To Compete!

Almost as if he was reading her mind, her phone rang and seeing it was an unknown number, her brows furrowed slightly but she still picked up.

"You! Have you forgotten that you picked up a master huh?" Master Wang Shu's voice rang out as he scoffed at her disobedient nature. 

As the elder, he had waited for more than two days hoping that he would get a call from her but she hadn't even called to tell him she had seen the number. 

Yet, even though he was angry, in his house currently, there were two old men jealous at the raw prospect of their friend's student. 

"She's too good…. It's almost as if it's a master's work." One of them sighed. 

"You didn't give me your number." Rong Yue replied without bothering to be polite. Initially, she had the thought to call him to let him know she had seen the number but realized that she didn't have the number.