Before Yu Wenhao could finish speaking, the left side of his face was slapped hard. His eardrums buzzed, and his face jerked to the side. Blood filled his mouth.
Master Cheng's hand was still in midair, and his hand trembled. It was unknown if he was angry or disappointed, but he did not give him any face.
"You're selfish, narrow-minded, and only see yourself. That's why I'm disappointed in you!"
Silence.
Master Cheng's chest heaved violently. He slowly lowered his hand, extremely disappointed in him. "You're right. I'm not worthy of being your teacher. Apart from teaching you knowledge, I couldn't teach you how to be a person. It's my negligence. Just pretend that you don't have me as your teacher!"
In the beginning, Yu Wenhao was still unconvinced after being slapped. Now that Master Cheng wanted to sever ties with him, he became anxious and reached out to grab Master Cheng's clothes. "Teacher, I was wrong."