"Huo Lao Tou, you want to kill me, don't you? Come on! I, Zhu Bufan, am not afraid of you!"
"Master is joking. Even if you lend me a hundred guts, I, Huo Beixuan, wouldn't dare harbor any further Killing Intent towards the master." Hearing Zhu Bufan's words, Huo Beixuan's face suddenly showed a wry smile.
"Hehe, is that so?" Zhu Bufan chuckled. But the next moment, he noticed something was amiss, "Master? You're calling me master?"
Zhu Bufan was somewhat surprised. What exactly was going on?
"Yes, master. From now on, you are my master, Huo Beixuan, and whatever you need, just command me!" Huo Beixuan said.
Though Huo Beixuan addressed Zhu Bufan as master verbally, in his heart, there was still some discomfort.
Calling someone decades younger his master, especially when the person was far less powerful, indeed made Huo Beixuan feel uncomfortable.
However, after a while, Huo Beixuan came to accept it.