Duan Tianlang snorted.  “When someone asks you to help out, you need to work hard.  I’m not like a certain someone who blabbers about being a ‘teacher’ while actually doing nothing at all, spending all his days running off to god-knows-where to relax.  Xue’er and Fei’er came back from Heavenly Jewel Island with the materials I needed, and so I immediately started working hard.  Weiqing only needed one scroll of each in order to fully consolidate.  Otherwise, I really wouldn’t have been able to accomplish it.”

Zhou Weiqing’s eyes instantly moistened as he looked at Duan Tianlang.  When he had first met Duan Tianlang, this Senior Uncle of his had still looked fairly young.  Now, after just a few short years, his hair had turned white.  Although his eyes were still bright, they held deep within them an unmistakable exhaustion.  Zhou Weiqing couldn’t help but feel his heart ache in pain.

“Senior Uncle.”  Zhou Weiqing stepped forwards to grip Duan Tianlang by the man’s big hand.

Duan Tianlang used his other hand to pat him on the shoulder.  “We’re family.  In fact, you can be considered half my apprentice as...