บท 108: Elegy of the Dead, Two Potions

Wang Yu received the text message and greeted a few of his roommates before rushing over to Zhang Ruize's address.

Wang Yu saw the latter in a villa with a garden.

"Grandmaster!" Wang Yu said respectfully.

"You're here? Sit." Zhang Ruize nodded at Wang Yu.

"Thank you, Grandmaster." Wang Yu thanked him.

"You're so polite. Don't you not acknowledge me as your grandmaster?" Zhang Ruize blew his beard and glared.

"No, no." Wang Yu hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's right. You don't have to be so polite with your grandmaster. We're family, after all." Zhang Ruize smiled.

Wang Yu was sweating profusely. Why did this Zhang Ruize have a childish temper?

At this moment, a young man poured a glass of water for Wang Yu and said with a smile, "This is the temper of a teacher. Junior, please don't take it to heart."

Wang Yu thanked him and took it.