Tao Mian spent some time trying to figure out whether his filial disciple was after money or his life.

The conclusion was money, but it required Tao Mian to be wrapped in a straw mat while she begged for alms on the street, claiming to bury her father.

Tao Mian was silent for a long while.

"How did you pick me out of the crowd to be your father?"

"You look handsome, and a bit like me."@@novelbin@@

"I like the first part, but let's forget the second," Tao Mian still saw himself as her Shi Fu. "Little Hua, you can't just do nothing like this. Isn't this deceiving people? Besides, lying in that straw mat is uncomfortable..."

After talking for a while, it turned out he just didn't want to lie in the mat.

"You need to look at it from another angle, for your master... for me."

"Another angle?" Rong Zheng frowned. "Then I lie in the mat, and you beg?"

"......"

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