Bowing to a Master to Become My Husband

"Waaah... it hurts so much... Master, be gentler..."

"Be good, it won't hurt in a moment!"

A group of people lay outside the door, straining their eyes as if they wanted to see through it, but they did not know that inside the room, a certain woman was lying on the bed, tears falling nonstop from the pain.

"Master, it's bad enough that you hit me, why did you have to hit my butt? My butt is all blossomed open."

"Master, they all say you were blind to take me as your disciple."

"Are you angry?" A certain master raised his handsome brows, preparing to comfort his beloved disciple, only to hear her say, "What they said was true. You were blind when you accepted me as your disciple in the first place. What is there for me to be angry about?"

"..."

"Master, so many people are proposing to me. Do you have any requirements?"

"Master has no intention; do as you please!"

And so, the disciple announced to the world three conditions for a marriage proposal: be more handsome than my master, beat my master, and be younger than my master.

Looking at the line of suitors stretching all the way to the door, the disciple wore an innocent expression. "Master, you said your master is unbeatable, so do as you please!"