Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's figure gradually growing distant, the Sword Obsession couldn't help but take a deep breath and murmur, "What a foolish kid!"
"Yeah, he's a foolish kid, and you're a foolish master."
Nobody knew when the Elixir Demon had walked up to the Sword Obsession's side, chuckling, "That Heavenly Craft Divine Hammer, it's a precious heirloom passed down from your ancestors, yet you just gave it away. Are you not the bigger fool?"
"It's my stuff, and I'll give it to whoever I want!"
The Sword Obsession gave the Elixir Demon a sideways glance, "What, you want to fight about it?"
"Oh no, spare me from fighting. I'm a cultured and polite Alchemist, not like you blacksmiths."
The Elixir Demon snorted lightly and continued, "But this foolish kid is quite something. Even after all the pranks we played on him, he's still grateful to us. Disciples like this are hard to find!"
"No matter how good, he's still my disciple!" A smug look appeared on the Sword Obsession's face.
