The Dark Art, Soul Guidance

As Chen Qing continued to bask in his self-satisfaction, and as Wang Baole looked on with incredulity and envy, a soft cough sounded behind them. It echoed and made the self-satisfied Chen Qing shudder violently. He turned around hastily, the happiness on his face being replaced by a serious expression. His earlier perverted look transformed to one of righteousness as he lowered his voice and bowed.

"Greetings, Master!"

It had to be said that Chen Qing was indeed very experienced. That was why he had been able to react so quickly. Wang Baole was comparably more inexperienced and slower on the uptake. It took him a moment to turn around and see his master, Ming Kunzi, standing behind them.

"Greetings, Master!" Wang Baole bowed hurriedly. He didn't think that he had been slow to react, but that his senior brother, Chen Qing, must have felt sheepish at his own behavior and thus reacted more quickly.