"Yes, Junior Brother Zhi Tan... I really didn't expect this."
The eldest, Zhi Jian, now added, "Master was heartbroken, but he understood that sending him down the mountain was what was best for him.
Uncle-Master Hui Chi, I won't dally. It's time for my Cultivation, so I'll take my leave."
"Amitabha Buddha."
Xu Lei said, "Zhi Jian is diligent."
"Hui Chi!"
At this moment, the other young Monk beside them said, "I'm going to cultivate too.
Zhi Tan disappointed Master.
I won't!
I'll be even more diligent!
You should work hard on your Cultivation, too.
And it's like I always say: your Cultivation is weaker than mine. Don't expect me to call you 'Uncle-Master' in private."
In response, Xu Lei just smiled faintly and said nothing.
Hui Ming's two remaining disciples had rather different personalities. Zhi Jian was comparatively more mature and gentle.
Zhi Neng, on the other hand, was more childish and competitive, and his emotional intelligence wasn't very high.
