The old master's question made all the children present look at each other and tremble in fear.
There was no way around it; the era the children lived in was still quite conservative, with no concept of an LGBT community, and they were full of resistance to something like a gender transformation.
It can only be said that this magical old master was born in the wrong era. If he had revived a few hundred years later, never mind turning a man into a woman, there would be people lining up to have him turn them into an armed helicopter.
Seeing that none of the children were willing to cooperate, the old master's expression turned cold.
"I, the great master, am offering you opportunities for free, and yet you shrink and dodge. Truly, you are like a pile of useless mud that can't be propped up!"
"But whether you are willing or not, someone needs to test this medicine. If no one volunteers, don't blame me for choosing someone directly!"
