He looked at Fu Young with an expression that clearly said you are the best.
Fu Young felt his heart heat up as he listened to the praise. His blood seemed to boil, but then he snorted lightly. He was not going to be fooled by his master's sweet words.
"In the end… you are just lazy, aren't you?"
"Uh…" Xiao Shou's endless stream of words suddenly got stuck.
So, he just laughed awkwardly.
He then quickly stepped closer while wrapping an arm around Fu Young's shoulders just like when he was younger, and said in a coaxing tone: "My dear disciple, have some pity on your master, who comes from a humble background and cannot handle big scenes. Leave something as troublesome as being a sect master to you. I will just be an elder. Isn't there an old saying, when there is work to be done, the disciple should take on the burden?"
"'When there is work to be done, the disciple should take on the burden?'" Fu Young asked with a smile.
