Old Master Jiang's smile grew increasingly helpless and bitter.
The boy hadn't even become his disciple yet, but he'd already picked up some of his junior brother's bad habits.
At first, he'd only thought his junior brother's views were too extreme.
Maybe it was because he was getting older...
Maybe it was because he'd once dreamed, as a boy, of taming monsters...
Maybe it was because of the influence of his late master...
Even though most of the monsters he'd encountered were cruel, he'd also seen plenty of things that left him sighing and deeply moved. When it came to monsters, Old Master Jiang still tried to judge them as rationally as he could.
He didn't want hatred to take over his mind.
What had happened with Little Man Tian Xing had made him feel that all these years of holding firm to his beliefs hadn't been in vain.
Just as there were good and bad people,
not all monsters were hostile toward humans.
Some monsters even protected humans.
Even if such monsters were rare.
That only made him want even more for his junior brother to change his prejudice.
Only their master knew what his junior brother had gone through in the past.
He'd once been curious and asked their master, but their master had only smiled and told him to ask his junior brother himself.
From the very first time they'd met, his junior brother had been arrogant and cold, with a sharpness that kept everyone at a distance.
He wasn't very good at getting along with people like that.
Especially when the other person was so many years younger than him.
There were several generations' worth of differences between them.
But their master had said that he was the senior brother and should take good