Fantasy World

Liu Di shook his head.

He had no intention of taking the card.

Instead, he said firmly, "Master Ming Wan, since this money has been given, there is no reason to take it back. What I need to do is learn meditation and master spiritual power!"

"Otherwise..."

"I will regret it for the rest of my life. No matter how many years pass, I will remember this. I will forever keep Master Ming Wan's distrust of me in my heart."

From afar, Whitebrow heard Liu Di's words clearly.

It was like being struck by lightning.

A lifelong regret?

Remembering it no matter how many years passed?

How could that be?!

Wouldn't I die a horrible death?!

At that moment, there were only six words in Whitebrow's mind.

What a sin!

The sky is falling!

Ming Wan's expression turned grave as he slowly said, "You are Master's friend, so I must show you respect. But one thing is one thing. When it comes to meditation, you truly have no talent. I advise you—"

"Ah-da!"

Whitebrow sent out another flying kick!

Ming Wan was kicked straight toward the nearby latrine!

Whitebrow appeared before Liu Di with his bald head exposed and said urgently, "No problem. It's settled. I've decided for Ming Wan. Classes start tomorrow!"

Liu Di smiled faintly. "Thank you."

He had long noticed that Whitebrow was wary of him, though he did not know why.

But Liu Di immediately made full use of it. Those words about "never forgetting for the rest of my life" had been meant for Whitebrow to hear!

"Hehe."

Whitebrow relaxed with a smile, then turned and shouted, "Cook, make food for Liu Di immediately! He likes cabbage stewed with tofu. Stew every vegetable in the storeroom!"

The moment those words were spoken—

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