Qin Minglang glanced at his disciple, slightly furrowing his brow, and whispered, "Sanqi, you mustn't behave like this."
"Master, I wasn't wrong."
Sanqi retorted defiantly, "That's how it is! I think that mother and daughter are both troublesome; we should just stay out of their family affairs in the future."
After a pause, Sanqi asked, "Master, how do we calculate the medical expenses for the person we just saved?"
"Do not bring this up again."
Qin Minglang sternly reprimanded, "We need the villagers to take care of us now. If we offend everyone so severely, how will our master-disciple pair survive in this chaotic world?"
"Master, that's not how it should be said."
