Chen Baojun's disciple also believed that he could save him. As for how... he felt that aside from introducing Mirai as an apprentice, his teacher was unreliable in every other way. Therefore, the only way to save himself was through self-help!
"This is Little Ox's end..."
Chen Baojun had not even arrived before his disciple dragged him away. He immediately felt that his hopes were slim.
After all, although his disciple's current strength and displayed talent might place him among the best in a small clan or village, he was probably still no match for a fourteen-year-old boy from Konoha Village.
"Oh..." Mirai nodded silently. He truly was not in a position to mock the other party over this. After all, he had been set up when he transmigrated, while this man had been set up after enduring four years of failure at the academy.
Are you really mocking someone over a setup like that, bastard?
"I'm telling you, this has nothing to do with me. You don't want to give anything, yet you just want to make money here. What good do you think you'll get?"
Mirai gestured to Chen Baojun and his disciple. "Don't be so polite. If you want to fulfill the destiny of our meeting, food and other things are fine. Just offer up your disciple and let me take a look."
"So heartless?"
Chen Baojun struggled, though he knew it was impossible.
"Fine, I'm the heartless Old Anfu," Mirai replied.
"Aren't you Mirai?" Chen Baojun asked doubtfully.
"Can't I have another name?"
Mirai was speechless. With Chen Baojun's conversational skills, how had he managed to get a disciple?
Chen Baojun's disciple had remained silent the whole time. He could already see that this time, his teacher had completely lost.
*Ah, let's just eat something and