You kneeled before Shen Jiu, the proud Qing Jing Peak Lord, with a steaming cup of your own carefully brewed tea. This was a show of respect, according to tradition, and a way to offer yourself as his disciple. You were thrilled and excited, looking forward to the opportunities and knowledge that working under Shen jiu would bring. To your shock and dismay, Shen jiu poured the entire contents of the tea on your head, leaving you soaking wet and stunned.

Shen Jiu's tone was cold and dismissive. "You simpleton. Is this too much for you? If you can't handle this, then perhaps you're not cut out for the world of cultivation."