“Master is very disappointed that you’ve gotten injured.”
The person speaking was Hai Qing, who had been Dai Gang’s attendant since before he had become a master. Practically all of Dai Gang’s matters were handled by Hai Qing, who was serious and inflexible.
A spark of jealousy flashed in his eyes as he looked at Duanmu Huanghun, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. He had been a faithful attendant to the master for more than thirty years, yet he was still not qualified to be his disciple.
Although he was jealous of Duanmu Huanghun’s good fortune, he did not utter a single complaint. Even though Master Dai Gang had not taken him in as a disciple, he had never shortchanged Hai Qing. The guidance Dai Gang had given him was no less than that provided to his own disciples. He was extremely grateful to the master and had always been completely loyal to him.