"So you still remembered to come back, brat. You're always sending Feng and Yiyi over to scrounge off me."
Inside the Martial Arts Hall, Wu Deshui sipped his tea and looked at Lin Hao, who had come to pay his respects, speaking with apparent annoyance.
Yet there was a hint of a smile at the corners of his eyes.
He had already taught this disciple almost everything he could. With Yin Saide's help, the boy had established his own business and gotten on track. It was already quite good of him to come back for a visit before the examination.
By comparison, those two old fellows at the Dingyuan Martial Arts School had trained a fine disciple and even held a grand banquet.
But at the banquet, he had noticed the distance and aloofness that Hundredhousehold Officer Liu deliberately maintained with the two men, as though he were trying to sever his ties with them.
The sight had left Wu Deshui rather wistful.
"Haha, don't be angry, Master. I just reached a crucial point in my martial training and got too absorbed."
After bowing, Lin Hao grinned at Wu Deshui. He held considerable respect for this master of his and had brought him something good this time.
Having attained Force Gathering, Lin Hao could also see a trace of worry beneath his master's smile. But that worry was not directed at him. It was probably for the grand general under house arrest.
An affair on that level was clearly beyond the involvement of a rural school master or someone of Lin Hao's standing, however, so his master might never have expressed an opinion on it.
"What matters is that you're back. Yiyi, come here and let me look at you. Have you not been eating your fill again, girl? You