Wen Renbai's brow shot up, annoyance flicking his sleeve, "If I don't let you witness the abilities of this Taoist today, you won't understand what a true hermit looks like! Do you think being a sorcerer doesn't require skill?"
Helan Lian: "..."
Chu Baby sighed, shuffling his ponderous steps out the door.
Hands clasped behind him, his youthful face bore an expression too mature for his age. He took a seat on the threshold, gazing up at the sky, thinking:
Better to walk out on my own than be thrown out later and land on my backside.
His master, honestly, after so many similar experiences, did he truly harbor no doubt about his own abilities?
Touching his empty belly, Chu Baby's face was the picture of misery and deep resentment.
It seemed he would go hungry tonight.
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Half an hour later.
