'What?'
Zhao Luo forced his ist forward but his arm only trembled in the same place as the strength in his fist which was in the explosive plane dissipated.
In front of his fist was the little finger of the old man while the other one was being used by him to scratch his ear.
"Master."
Zhao Luo jumped back and while looking at the old man's back he addressed him.
"What? Are you giving up already?"
While slowly turning around and blowing on the top of the finger, the old man questioned Zhao Luo.
"Maybe I went too hard on you."
The old man kept on rambling on while Zhao Luo looked disturbed.
'How can I push him back?'
Zhao Luo had many things to try but looking at how easily his master had stopped his explosive fist with just a single finger of his, crushed his hopes.
"Master, can you go easy on me?"
Zhao Luo slowly requested but instead of answering his request, the old man was shocked.
"sigh~"
