Love Your Job!

Somewhere.

There was a long queue in front of a gorgeous mansion.

This was the mansion of a six-star Swordsman. Everyday, many people come there to request for him to take them as his disciples. His disciples had no choice but to come out to stop them.

At the front door.

There was an old and heavy bronze bell.

"Everyone…

"We will abide by the old rules.

"Those who can produce a clear sound from this bell will be allowed to enter," the disciples said.

"Okay."

Everyone was eager to try.

However…

No one succeeded. They could only sigh in defeat.

At this moment, a young lady dressed in a training suit walked over calmly. She skipped the long queue and walked straight to the front door of the mansion.

"Young lady, please line up," the disciple said.

"I am not here to take him as my master."

The young lady's expression was calm. "I am here to challenge him."

Wow—