"Okay silly girl, quickly adjust your breathing. I'm going to start infusing you with spiritual power!"
Ye Xuan smiled and habitually patted his disciple's head.
This woman was very sensitive. She knew how and when to be grateful. The way she cried really made him feel helpless.
"Yes, Teacher!"
Just as the two drops of tears were about to fall, Li Qingyan quickly wiped them away.
'Li Qingyan, this is a good thing. Why are you crying? Be happy, okay? How much virtue did I accumulate in my previous life to be able to meet such a good teacher!'
That nose sniffled a little, after which she finally composed herself.
'How could I cry like that? I embarrassed myself in front of Teacher. Still, Teacher's hands are really warm.'
"Okay, get ready. We're going to start!"
Ye Xuan withdrew his hand and signaled to Li Qingyan to sit down with his eyes.