"You didn't get chubbier in the face, your skin just got thicker..." Old Kui could not help saying.
Mr. Zhuang denied it.
"Impossible. My skin has always been this thick."
Old Kui sighed and did not bicker with him. He asked about the proper business. "Have you thought of how to avoid getting entangled in karma?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded. "I have."
Old Kui silently looked at him.
Mr. Zhuang took a sip of wine and said mildly, "Karma is fixed, just like this wine. It isn't something you can keep from touching just because you want to. As long as you drink the wine, you can't avoid getting the scent of wine on you."
"Since I can't avoid touching it, then I'll use other karma to confuse it."
"If the scent of wine is confused, others may not be able to smell it. If karma is confused, others may not be able to see it either."
Warmth rose in Bai Zisheng's heart. Afterward, he helped Mo Hua up and even dusted off his clothes for him. "There's no need to perform such a great salute. That's too distant..."
"Mo Hua is unworthy, but I hope sir will accept me as your disciple!"
"When wandering the world, one loses track of the months and years. You need to discuss it with your parents, consider their feelings, and then decide whether or not you want to acknowledge me as your master."
"Sir, if you accept me as a personal disciple, will you regret it later? My spiritual root is very poor..."
"As for the rest, your mother should know it all, and she should have already instructed you."
For Bai Zisheng to accept Zisheng and Mo Shan as disciples should have been a matter of course. Accepting him, on the other hand,