The Primordial Venerable suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart and said resentfully: "Guang Chengzi, how could your master be lacking a few fruits to eat? You don't exert effort in cultivation, but when it comes to such trivial matters, you are self-taught.
Look at Xuandu, look at Bai Jin, they are all almost at the pinnacle of strength, and then look at yourself—do you still have the mind to fiddle with fruit trees?!"
Guang Chengzi shivered, really not understanding where his master's anger came from, for when Bai Jin came to deliver things, you didn't say that! Hurriedly said: "Disciple realizes his mistake, I will go back and cultivate diligently."
"Cultivate well in the future, do not waste your thoughts on such useless matters."
"Yes, disciple shall adhere to Master's teachings!"
"Leave the fruits, and go!"
"Disciple bids farewell!"
Guang Chengzi rose, respectfully bowed, turned around, fast-walked away, still not knowing what madness his master was under today.
