"Oh-" He responded lightly, not taking it seriously.
Seeing him like this, Master Qiao couldn't help but worry: "Can you really do it?"
Zhu Lin nodded: "I'll ask Senior Brother Xu to send me there later. Just make a quick decision. Come back early and go to bed."
Just a quick victory
Seeing how relaxed he said it, Master Qiao's mood also improved, and he simply said: "Master will see you off later and watch the battle by the way."
Zhu Lin didn't say anything. He stood up and went to the table. He reached out to pick up the cloth towel on the shelf, but he couldn't touch the real thing. There were many phantoms in front of his eyes.
Master Qiao shook his head, walked to him, reached out to get a cloth for him, soaked it in water in a copper basin and wrung it out before handing it to Zhu Lin.
Zhu Lin smiled naively and said, "Thank you, master!"
With the help of Master Qiao, Zhu Lin cleaned his face and changed his clothes. Master Qiao also combed his hair, and then he went out neatly.
Master Qiao looked at the handsome Zhu Lin in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "God is really unfair. Why did he give you such a perfect skin when he gave you such a unique body?"
Zhu Lin smiled and said: "Xu Zhao also said so, but I think that God must be fair. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. A perfect skin may not really be a gift."
In the same way, what a unique body brings may not be all blessings. Blessings and misfortunes have always been interdependent.
If he hadn't been born different, how could he have been remembered by the Demon King for so many years? It won't lead to the current situation where the family is ruined.
If given the choice, he would rather be just an ordinary person and live an ordinary life with his family.
However, this is just wishful thinking.
Seeing that his mind was clear, Master Qiao kept nodding and said: "Okay, very good. It's really good that you can think like this!"
Zhu Lin shook his head, trying to get rid of the severe pain in his head, but instead he felt even more dizzy and in pain.
Today's competition is attracting everyone's attention. Not only many disciples from various cliffs are here, but also all the masters from various peaks are here, except of course the head master.
Seeing that Zhu Lin was supported by Master Qiao, all the disciples started talking. Many of them had seen yesterday's competition and knew about Zhu Lin's drunkenness yesterday. When they saw today's situation, they immediately started talking.
"Zhu Lin is too crazy. When he competed with Senior Brother Lu yesterday, he looked drunk. He thought he would return to normal after a night's rest. Unexpectedly, he was even more drunk today than yesterday."
"He clearly doesn't take our Senior Brother Huang seriously!"
"That's it, you're so crazy, I don't even know how to lie down for a while!"
"Senior Brother Huang has been in the industry for thirty-five years, and his profound skills are not something that a new disciple like him can challenge."
"You can't say that. It has been more than 20 years since Senior Brother Lu Bo got started. I really saw the battle yesterday. Although Zhu Lin was drunk and lost his temper, he still managed to beat Senior Brother Lu without even the strength to fight back. None, it’s just one move.”
"Yes, yes, I also watched the competition yesterday. It was a crushing victory. Although Zhu Lin is even more drunk today, it's hard to say who lost and who won."
The discussions among the disciples fell into the ears of the masters sitting in the stands. Except for Master Yuan, whose face was normal, the other masters could not hide their angry faces. They could never imagine that Zhu Lin was like this. Such a good disciple, how could he act like this