Hearing Zhao Tu, Li Shuishui, and God of Fortune Tang praise themselves, Wang Ye's mouth twitched a few times.
It was too easy to guess this.
From just soil and water alone, Wang Ye knew these must have been names given by a fortune teller.
He even knew exactly what the fortune teller said to them when he picked these Chinese names for them.
...
Peerless Medical Hall.
Wang Ye brought Zhao Tu, Li Shuishui, and God of Fortune Tang to this place.
Chen Li and Liu Na had already been waiting inside Peerless Medical Hall.
Liu Na glanced at the three foreign young men behind Wang Ye and asked him, "Are these the three foreigners who wanted to become your apprentices at the airport?"
"Yes."
Wang Ye nodded and turned to the three foreigners, "Introduce yourselves to them."
"My name is Zhao Tu."
"I am Li Shuishui."
"I am God of Fortune Tang."