Moh Li’s heart skipped a beat, then he suddenly realized, was he caught red-handed?
Moh Li obediently followed, Old Han sadly glanced at the meal beside him, oh how he wanted to eat it, but he had to deal with that unruly kid first.
"Xingxing, why don’t you go check on those few?"
Old Han thought for a moment, looked outside; those three outside were almost breaking down, just kids, a little scare is enough, no need to let them collapse.
"Um, I was just about to look for them."
Bai Zhi hadn’t thought to just let them stay out there indefinitely.
Bai Zhi glanced over and directly dug out the Roasted Chicken, two big clumps of mud?
"What are you doing with the mud?"
Old Han didn’t quite understand, Bai Zhi just smiled and didn’t speak, only looked towards the study.
"Master, you should go get the books."
Old Han: "..." In the end, who is the master, and who is the apprentice?
Well, well, whoever cooks gets to call the shots.
Moh Li followed Old Han to the study, where there were many books—scanning across, it was all bookshelves, holding the most comprehensive collection of traditional medicine, and it was the kind that was priceless.
He had always wanted to come here, but had never been allowed to, yet now, he had entered.
Yet he was feeling somewhat...
Old Han had long lost his earlier relaxed expression; now he had become a different person, even dressed in shorts and a T-shirt he couldn’t be linked to that limitless eating old man.
He just stood there with crossed arms and commanded attention, like a mountain, one could only look up to.
"I remember telling you, without my permission, you must not make medicine."
Moh Li was silent for a long while before he finally looked up slowly.
"Master, since you knew, why didn’t you stop me?"
At this moment, he thought, Master always knew, even though he thought he wasn’t here, but he knew, knew his every move.
It must also be deliberately not appearing.
"If it weren’t for Bai Zhi, would you not have helped me and let me go down the mountain with that face?"
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept his absence.
"Yes, that’s exactly what I was thinking, but I didn’t expect your sister to be so capable, creating Rejuvenation Powder that restored you and even elevated its quality."
Actually, it wasn’t such a noteworthy recipe; what he really needed to refine was this child’s temperament.
His current temperament was too harsh, his heart filled only with revenge and nothing else. With such a mindset, it truly wouldn’t be right to let him study medicine; he didn’t possess a doctor’s heart.
"Moh Li, do you know why I always have you dig the ground?"
Just as that girl Xingxing said, Moh Li simply didn’t want to trust anyone, even though this man had been his long-sought master.
"Because..." Moh Li was startled, he could say he felt like his master was just shunning teaching him by keeping him busy.
"You think I do it intentionally, that I actually don’t want to teach you, right?"
Old Han had but a subtle gaze, it seemed as though he could see right through his heart.
"Moh Li, to learn medicine, you must first cultivate your mind. Your heart is filled with hatred; you are not ready yet. Just like the Rejuvenation Powder, why is the one you made so different? Because you only saw the recipe and didn’t consider the herbs, didn’t understand them, see?"
Old Han’s words were undeniably harsh.
"I know, you want to grow quickly, but in this field, there is no quick way. Either you settle down and study properly, or you leave, and I will give you things your grandfather left here, how about that?
But your future success, your ability to endure, that has nothing to do with me."