Zhao Ritian froze.
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "Why aren't you kneeling and kowtowing to call him Master!?"
Zhao Ritian leaned close to Lu Chengwen. "What does he mean!?"
"It means you'll still be an outer-sect, nominal temp worker of the Yan Zhao Sect, but you'll also be a temp worker under his branch. You'll be working two jobs and getting paid twice. Got it?"
"But... Master hasn't agreed yet!"
Lu Chengwen was so furious he saw stars.
Long Aotian said, "I'm the Senior Disciple Brother. On Master's behalf, I permit you to take a master across sects. Go on."
Zhao Ritian narrowed his eyes. "You're being that nice?"
Long Aotian sighed. "I may not think much of you, but an opportunity to take Old Man Wu as your master is something I can't stop you from taking."
Zhao Ritian laughed. "You aren't afraid I'll learn some peerless martial arts and come back to beat you to death?"
Long Aotian sneered and leaned close to Zhao Ritian. "Fucking try it!"
Fishing Elder said, "Have you finished discussing it!?"
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "We've discussed it! Ritian, get over there. This master and Brother Shanji—no, Fishing Elder—are brothers. So this doesn't even count as taking a master across sects. It's more like the two brothers are teaching the same disciple. You should be secretly thrilled!"
Zhao Ritian still hesitated. "It's just... I can't help feeling..."
Fishing Elder could not stand it anymore. With a flick of his hand, a fishing rod appeared in his grasp. He swung it, hooking Zhao Ritian by the collar.
Zhao Ritian flew straight to a spot not far away.
It was all unnecessary, really. Those people could all see the two of them.
Fishing Elder slapped Zhao Ritian across the face. "What do you mean by this?