"You don't allow me to call you Master, but still claim on your own to be "your Master's"….." Tian Ze could not hold himself back from saying.
The little old man picked up a piece of firewood beside him and threw it towards Tian Ze which Tian Ze just barely managed to dodge.
"Unfilial disciple! What have you even come here for? To come frustrate me! ?" The little old man blustered angrily.
Tian Ze was feeling highly helpless. "Master, I really do not mean to do that, but your medicine cultivation is really….." [killing me!]
"You dare say one more word, would you believe that I will put you right into the stove to cultivate you instead! ? You dare to doubt your Master's medical proficiency! Do not forget! Your Master is a Doctor! !" The little old man continued to bluster in protest.
