Take a Master as My Husband

“Waaah... it hurts... Master, be gentle...” “Good girl, it’ll stop hurting soon!” A crowd presses against the door, wishing they could see right through it. Little do they know that inside, a girl lies on the bed, tears streaming from the pain. “Master, you could have hit me anywhere, but you had to hit my butt. It’s all bruised!” “Master, everyone says you must have been blind to take me as your disciple.” “Are you angry?” Her handsome master raises an eyebrow, about to comfort his beloved disciple, when she says, “They’re telling the truth. You must have been blind to take me as your disciple in the first place. Why would I be angry?” “...” “Master, so many people want to propose to me. Do you have any requirements?” “Your master has no opinion. Do as you please!” So the disciple announces to the world that her three requirements for a husband are: more handsome than her master, able to beat her master, and younger than her master. Looking at the line of suitors stretching to the door, the disciple puts on an innocent face. “Master, you said you were invincible, so do as you please!”