"You little rascal..." Watching his apprentice finish the medicine, Yue Dewen's face twisted. He wanted to scold him, but he dared not utter the words he had in mind.
Afraid of provoking this kid to retaliate against him again.
With his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth a few times.
"Fine! You want to retreat, I will satisfy you! Choose a place now, and I'll arrange it for you. You can retreat as long as you want, but you have to promise! Absolutely no more contact with the people of the Reverse Time Society."
"...I'll try my best." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
"Try your best!!? You rebellious disciple! I'm going to die of rage because of you sooner or later!" Yue Dewen roared.
He calculated everything, but he did not expect his apprentice to throw a fit and act stubbornly.
In this world, who doesn't want to worship the gods? Especially the kind of chance that turns you into a Spirit General just by worshiping them.
