Tailored Teaching

Little Fatty was dumbfounded. "I… uh…"

His eyes darted around, comprehension dawning in his eyes that perhaps he had caused some form of trouble.

"I could go to them to ask for a few older ones? They're all disciples, it probably wouldn't matter if I swapped them around…"

"Do you think we're playing house?"

Yun Yang spat in disdain. "As the master supreme, as the sect leader, as the Lead Supreme, I think my protégés aren't good enough and so I am to swap them with others? Where's my face if I do this? Do you think I'm as shameless as you are?"

"How am I supposed to lead this school in the future?"

Little Fatty peeked at the angry man in a daze. "Then what should we do? We need to find a solution somehow!"

"What should we do? Doofus, we will be doomed!"

Yun Yang rolled his eyes, certain that he had been kicked into a pit dug by this fatty.