"This is..."
Before Lao Fan could finish, the little girl greeted Princess Anle with a cheerful wave, puffed out her chest, and eagerly introduced herself, "Hello, pretty sister, my name is Lin Shuang, and I'm an apprentice to my master. Most people call me Miss Xiaolin, but you're so beautiful, and I like you too, so you can call me Yaya or little sister, just like my elder sister does, or you can call me little imp, just like my master does."
The princess and her servants were all amused by Miss Xiaolin's rapid-fire speech; they hadn't expected such a little girl to have such quick wits.
Princess Anle pressed her lips together and said to Lao Fan with a smile, "So she's the little apprentice you've taken on. No wonder. To be your apprentice, she must be extraordinary."
Surely, she was far better than those from the Capital who were scurrying about, eager to become Lao Fan's apprentices.
Having such a clever apprentice reflected well on the master indeed.