"And I have got thinner so stop calling me fatty" with that said, Elder Zhen flicked his forehead with his fingers but did not use much strength.
Though it did not hurt, Elder Still rubbed his forehead and pouted "Why do you always flick my forehead? So annoying" Elder Gong grumbled.
"Here they go…fighting like kids" Came a weak voice from behind and when they turned around, both of them were surprised to see an old man in his eighties, approaching them with the help of a young brat.The old man looked extremely thin and weak. He was wearing a long brown coat and a hat that was covering his bald head and he had a wooden walking stick, supporting his weight and helping him to keep his balance.
"Teacher yan…"Both elder gong and elder Zhen exclaimed at the same time in shock.
