NovelEnglishUnlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE After they left, Travis entered and eyed the gifts. Unlike before, he didn't rush over to inspect them. Earlier in the year, he had returned to his guild. Every last bit of the money he earned had gone to his mentor, and in return, he got a beating.
The reason? He had spent the money on jewelry, lip balm, and rouge. His mentor scolded him for wasting money and gave him a good thrashing. The next day, all the senior apprentices of the guild had painted their lips and applied rouge, protesting in their own way by using the very things their mentor had punished Travis for.
Alana and Leah were among the few who had traveled and seen more of the world. They told their mentor, "All girls today take the tto make themselves up. It's not a big deal for them to dress up once or twice. After all, it's the New Year, right?" Though their mentor was stern, she was soft-hearted. After muttering that it was easy to fall into luxury but hard to return to frugality, she gave up on scolding them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe night before Travis left the mountain to return to the capital, his mentor spoke with him for two hours. "We may be poor, but we've been poor for so long that it's becpart of us. Poverty should cwith dignity. If someone offers you a gift, you must thank them. If they don't offer one, don't take it by force, or you'll lose your manners, and more importantly, your dignity. This year, my hope for you is that you beca person of culture, someone who can manage their emotions and remain stable. Learn to control yourself, and always keep your composure." NUS Chapter 917 Travis was deeply moved by these words.
After the sentiment passed, however, he couldn't help but ask, "When I was a kid, did you purposely sendto fight Cari? And when I lost, did you go to them to ask for reduced rent? Wasn't that a sign of a lack of dignity? Didn't that embarrass you?" That question almost got him kicked out of the guild.
So, this year, he promised to be good, to listen, and to be a person of culture-someone who could control his emotions and behave with grace.
Violet noticed Travis had been staring but hadn't approached the gifts.
"Don't you want to take a look?" she asked.
a "That belongs to you. I'm not srudè person," Travis said with righteous indignation.
Carissa and Violet were both taken aback by his statement.
"Do you hear yourself? You're not rude? Then, who was it who used to mess with my gifts?" Violet questioned, almost in disbelief.
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"That was in the past. Now is now.
I've reformed. I'm a person of high moral standing... very high,The m exc stammered, trying to say something nice about himself but failing, since he hadn't quite grasped the finer points of culture. "But still, why is Carissa your apprentices" martial aunt? You two cfrom different guilds," he added.
"Mind your own business," Violet replied, opening several embroidered boxes.
Inside, there were two Evergreen Roots, a pair of crystal figurines, and a few other tonic herbs.
"Put these in your private stash. These are for your mentor She'sm looking a little too thin and could use a good supplement," said Violet, handing everything over to Travis.
Since Violet was giving him the items, Travis didn't hesitate. With perfect politeness, he he shanked her and accepted everything without a second thought.
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