Sweet wine slips down my throat, causing my heart to ache.
The Old Celestial Master sat on the small horse stool provided by Zhang Ze, wearing a light robe, holding a cup of warmed sweet wine in one hand and rubbing the sole of his foot with the other.
The wine belonged to Zhang Ze, the heartache was from being kicked by the Water Monkey, and the foot pain was from being stabbed by Huang Silang.
His protective magical artifact could ward off masters but not small fry; all of Tang and Big Head's punches and kicks were blocked by the artifact.
But the Water Monkey's earnest kick and Huang Silang's jabs to the sole of his foot weren't blocked at all.
However, you can't blame Tang and the others for being rough since the Old Celestial Master didn't exactly look like a good person before.
The Old Celestial Master himself was dark and skinny. Saying he was a Taoist Sect expert, he looked more like a mountain villager scraping for food in the mountains.
