"Master, I'm already sixteen, why haven't I found a husband for you?" Song Xiaobai said shyly, covering his face.
"Disciple, I feel that they are not worthy of you." Su Xiuning glanced at his disciple and replied with a smile.
"Master, what kind of person is worthy of me?"
"Of course he is as handsome, elegant, talented and has unparalleled martial arts skills as his master~"
"I think Wang Xiaolong across the street is very good," Song Xiaobai said excitedly.
".. Nonsense! How can a person with acne on his face compare to his master?!" Su Xiuning frowned slightly, thinking that even such a person who couldn't stand up to the stage could be admired by his disciple. Is it a matter of his taste? Or is it a matter of taste?