Master only had this one hobby. Even though he was terrible at it, praising him once in a while counted as encouragement.
Master went on about where he had caught them, how fresh they were, and what long-lost fishing techniques he had used...
I did not like fishing, so I merely smiled and listened.
After Master talked for half an hour, he finally spoke when he saw the exhaustion on my face.
"Go get some proper rest. Work as usual tomorrow. I'll handle your situation."
"Alright, Master. You should get some rest too."
Master took out his phone and snapped pictures of the three fish, replying perfunctorily.
"Mm-hmm, go to sleep first..."
After returning upstairs, I burned incense for Grandmaster, washed up, and went to bed.
I only slept for a few hours, but as a cultivator, it was not much of a problem. I was still alert and full of energy.
As usual, I drove to work.
After the morning meeting, the inpatient department asked me to go over and assist with treatment.
As I passed by the cafeteria, I heard waves of miserable cries of "Ahhh! Ahhh!"
I froze on the spot. What was going on? Had a patient run over to the cafeteria?
As I looked around, I saw a nurse coming from that direction.
Seeing me looking over there, she said, "Director Jiang, your Uncle Yu is beating someone over there!"
The instant I heard that, my face filled with shock.
"Huh? Beating someone? I'll go take a look..."
With that, I headed toward the cafeteria.
The cries of "Ahhh! Ahhh!" continued, accompanied now and then by the sharp crack of a whip.
Uncle Yu was whipping someone?
As that thought crossed my mind, I had already hurried over to the cafeteria.
The sounds were coming