Although he was furious inside, Huang Yue dared not say anything more.
Just now, he had dared to confront the old man only because he had Ye Xuan's support. Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, if he argued back again, he was sure to get his butt kicked by the elder.
When he was a child, this old man used to beat him severely; even thinking about it now made his scalp tingle.
As Huang Yue had said, this old man named Jiao Yiqiu was indeed Huang Yue's master.
Of course, they had the reality of a mentor-disciple relationship but not the title.
In their words, one did not wish to take an old madman as a mentor, and the other did not wish to take a little troublemaker as a disciple.
In fact, both were clear in their hearts that certain things were real without having to follow formalities.
Some things are best left in the heart.
Huang Yue knew in his heart that without the old man, he would have died in the war long ago, and he would not have the skills he possessed now.
