"Old Wu, I've got something to do, I'll come learn carving from you when I have time."
Tang Luo put away his phone and said to Old Wu.
"You can't leave, we haven't finished our business yet!"
Old Wu had finally found such a talented protégé, he couldn't let him leave without making things clear.
"Old Wu, didn't I tell you? I'm not really interested in becoming a carver."
Tang Luo said helplessly.
"No, I've never seen a good seedling like you who is not only naturally sensitive to Spiritual Energy but can also carve so well on the first try..."
Old Wu was saying this, then suddenly realized something was off and hurriedly closed his mouth.
"Hey, Old Wu, didn't you just say my carving wasn't anything special, not even as good as what you could do with your feet?"
Tang Luo looked at Old Wu and asked with raised eyebrows.
