Ye Xingxian arrived at the guest room with two children, both around eight or nine years old. Zhu Ju had already been waiting for some time.
"My apologies for the wait."
"Not at all."
"Jingming, Yao'er." Ye Xingxian gestured to the two children.
"You two, come and meet Master Zhu."
'Master Zhu?'
Adding a surname before "Master" signified that this wasn't a master-disciple relationship in the truest sense. Zhu Ju understood this perfectly.
He wasn't surprised by the Ye Family's choice; in fact, he was relieved.
If they had truly become his disciples, having two youngsters to look after would have been quite an inconvenience.
"Master Zhu!"
"Master Zhu!"
The two children stared with wide, curious eyes at the handsome young man before them.
'I wonder what he teaches?'
'He's so young, yet the Patriarch introduced him personally. He must be incredible.'
"Brother Zhu."
Ye Xingxian took out a booklet and handed it over.
