"Uncle, is it possible for me to stick around and earn a meal?"
Ji Wushi snuck over to find Elder Tong, speaking furtively.
"Weren't you captured?"
Elder Tong glanced sideways at him, continuing to rock the recliner.
Ji Wushi rubbed his hands together, walked up behind the recliner, and gently kneaded the elder's shoulders. Only when Elder Tong felt comfortable did he respond.
"Being captured is only temporary; weren't you also temporarily held hostage, Uncle?"
We're all in temporary situations, but life goes on, doesn't it?
Ji Wushi kept his hands busy, still massaging, while Elder Tong thoroughly enjoyed it but remained firm in his refusal.
"Following me is not an option; you've already left the Celestial Secret Tower, so you're no longer considered a disciple."
He then slightly turned his head, suspiciously adding, "Didn't I hear that you joined the Evil Path and gained some fame, being one of the Four Gentlemen of the Evil Path, tsk!"
