When Ji Jue, carrying a sullen face, saw the Heavenly Furnace once again, it was already dusk.
"Cough, cough, you... you're here?"
On a recliner, the Heavenly Furnace, pale and seemingly on the brink of death, looked up at the upright and chest-high Ji Jue walking in, forcing a smile.
And Ji Jue, didn't give him any attention at all.
He sat down directly and started eating the fruit platter in front of him, "What are you pretending for, old dog!"
"Ji Jue, how can you talk to your master's master like that!"
The eyes of the Heavenly Furnace trembled, heartbroken: "For so long, you haven't seen me. Do you know how heartbroken your master's master is?"
"Is that so? Show me?"
Ji Jue, whose face still bore bruises, laughed angrily, "I just returned to Tianshu, and my teacher found me to take a week's worth of classes. Don't you have any clue about it?"
"Is that so? Your master-student relationship must be very good then!" The Heavenly Furnace nodded and imitated a dog's bark.
