Left General was baffled.
"Senior, according to legend, he's your disciple!"
Fishing Old Man sighed. "Yes, but he's too stupid. He causes trouble for me everywhere. Otherwise, would I need you people to kill someone?"
Left General understood. "I see! He has disgraced your school, so he must die."
Fishing Old Man said, "Only we know about this, right?"
Left General said, "This will be an eternal secret!"
"Can you get it done for me?"
"I'll brave fire and water for you, Senior!"
"No one will know I was the one who ordered it?"
"Whoever dares tell, I'll castrate him and pickle it in wine!"
"Then I'll leave it to you, brother!"
"Senior! If Zhao Ritian doesn't die, I'll never return to see you!"
Fishing Old Man said, "Aotian."
"Senior."
"There are still over a dozen Shrink Yang Pills here. Feed one to each of them. This old man cannot bear to take their lives. I only hope they will see the error of their ways and return to the right path!"
Long Aotian looked at those dozen-odd wicked, underhanded little things and shook his head in admiration.
"Senior, with such a kind heart and such care for the younger generation... who would believe it if word got out?"
Fishing Old Man shook his head. "No one."
"I'll feed them to them right away."
Long Aotian walked over, gritting his teeth. "Kill me! You little bastards, kill me! No one in the Iron Red Army dares mess with me! Serves you right!"
The dozen or so men coughed violently, each of them pale as death.
Left General looked at them and said gloomily, "Then... thank Senior."
The dozen or so men came forward and kowtowed. "Thank you, Senior, for sparing our lives."
Fishing Old Man nodded. "Good, good. You're all