Master Ling's jubilation knew no bounds, his laughter reverberating through the air like a long-lost melody from his youth. When was the last time he had experienced such unbridled joy? Perhaps it was during his own prime, when life was filled with endless possibilities. Energized by this newfound elation, he draped his arm around Michael, pulling him close with an air of familiarity.
"If I can't address you as Master Feng, then you must accept the title of Brother Feng," he declared, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Don't make things difficult for your older brother in the days to come." Laughing heartily once more, he allowed Michael no opportunity to respond.
