The old master looked at Ye Long, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, saying, "Come on, have a smoke first!"
Ye Long saw this and suspiciously glanced at the old master.
Because the old master usually bullied him, suddenly offering a cigarette was unsettling for him.
Since he learned to smoke, the times the master proactively gave him a cigarette could be counted on ten fingers.
"Old master, is there something bad going on?" Ye Long asked as he looked at the old master.
"You brat, can't handle some kindness?" the master side-eyed Ye Long and replied.
Ye Long grinned and said, "Hey, I have to say, you're being so nice, it's really unsettling because I know you too well. When you're nice, it sure means something's up, better you be a little rough, I'm used to your bullying."
"Get lost, you brat." The old master rolled his eyes, kicked Ye Long, and said, "You really need me to rough you up!"
