บท 151: Graduate 2

Su Xiaolu ate quietly. There were no obvious emotions on her face, but her face was covered in tears.

She knew she might be close to finishing her apprenticeship, but every day was still fulfilling. There were so many basic skills being tested over and over again. She thought there was still a long way to go.

Old Wu had left her a name tag. This was her identity card. In the future, she would be the successor of the Divine Doctor of Minggu.

There was also a short letter.

It said that at the end of this year or next year or at some point, a swordsman would come to teach her swordsmanship and she should learn it well.

Minggu had the best relationship with Daoism and Confucianism. Wherever she went, she could contact these two places with her name tag.

Finally, he instructed her to let the swordsman make a set of knives for her when he came to teach her swordsmanship.