Xia qingchen walked to the high platform and casually cleaned it.
"Yo, where's the sweeping monk of the present age?" Yue Mingzhu leaned against the wooden stake and smiled.
Xia qingchen replied, " even situ Feng is nodding his head and bowing his back. He even went to the extent of begging me. If I don't appreciate it, he would be in a difficult position.
Ling Long pinched her nose and said in disgust, " even so, he shouldn't be sweeping bird droppings. It's a loss of dignity and status!
Xia qingchen smiled calmly. as long as you work hard to improve, no matter if you're in a sorry state or not, you are worthy of respect.
There might be high and low jobs, but there was no difference in the pursuit of martial arts.
"Then you sweep, we'll watch." Yue Mingzhu sat on the sand, holding her chin with both hands and looking at Xia qingchen with a smile.