"Look at Uchiha Hiko. He's never even met me, yet he's arranged everything so thoughtfully that I can't even refuse! And look at you—what can you do? You don't even know what your master likes! What use is a disciple like you?"
Bull Demon King had originally been quite afraid of his master, but under these circumstances, he felt there was no need to fear him anymore. His master now seemed like nothing more than a temperamental old man. Especially since Uchiha Hiko had practically won his master over already, he no longer held back. Leaning close to his master's ear, he said, "Master, you're being far too biased. Uchiha Hiko may look very devoted to you, but I'm your real disciple! If you keep favoring Uchiha Hiko like this, I'm going to get angry!"
Uchiha Hiko listened to the two of them bicker over the phone and was actually rather anxious. But then he thought about it again. Master Roshi's attitude had softened, so he would surely agree to come over. At that point, he stopped worrying so much. Listening to the two of them continue their utterly unfeeling quarrel over the phone was rather amusing.
When Master Roshi heard his disciple daring to question him, his anger immediately flared. He loudly scolded Bull Demon King, "You've got the nerve to say that? Since I took you as my disciple, I've taught you all my skills. How have you repaid me? I can't even get you to find me a few young children to play with!"
Hearing his master's accusation, Bull Demon King could not help but blush. In truth, he knew perfectly well what his master liked, which was exactly why he could not aid and abet him like this. He felt that his master was disgraceful in