The next morning, Ace woke up to the sound of hushed murmurs outside his room.
"Master is still sleeping! What do you want? Even if you're the princess, I won't let you pass!"
Ace blinked, groggy as he took in his surroundings. He was still in bed with no shirt on.
Last night… right. He'd had a few cups of Spirit Rice Beer.
And, well… yeah. That had knocked him out cold.
Just as he was about to sit up, the door suddenly burst open before he could even put his shirt on.
"What is it?" Ace asked, irritation clear in his voice.
A figure stepped inside, it was the princess.
"Master Ace, will you tutor me?" she asked, her voice unwavering.
Ace stared at her, dumbfounded.
"...Huh? You're joking, right? I'm just a Silver Rank cultivator," he blurted out.
"You raised your disciples well," she said calmly. "Can you raise me like one?"
Ace felt his brain stall, then crash.
What the hell…?
Ain't no way.
