"A gift for me? Third Elder, don't tell me you need my help with something else!" Shen Haoran asked doubtfully, catching the pitch-black Scroll that Jun Luohua had tossed him.
"What? Is a master not allowed to give his disciple a little something? If you don't want it, then give it back!" Jun Luohua said nonchalantly, giving Shen Haoran a sidelong glance.
Hearing this, Shen Haoran quickly put on a grin. "I want it! Of course I want it! This is the first thing you've ever given me!" he said teasingly. He then unrolled the pitch-black Scroll. But when he saw the first line of text, he was completely dumbfounded. The smile froze on his face, creating an incredibly awkward expression.
"This… Third Elder, this is for me?" Shen Haoran stared at the pitch-black Scroll, gulping in disbelief. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
"What, you don't like it?" The Third Elder was very pleased with Shen Haoran's reaction. He chuckled and gestured as if to take the pitch-black Scroll back.
