Get away and Run Away!

MEETING 2

"WHO THE HELL IS THE GOATEE?!?" Lan Qiren yelled, echoing throughout the room. For the first time in history, a thirty-eight-year-old man in his prime was cursed. 

Cale looked at Vicross, who had actually called him a goatee. Being a neat freak has its limitations. This jerk just went out of his way to be the most honest jerk he's ever been. San Lang couldn't stop laughing and almost fell to the ground. The children innocently smiled, clearly not realizing that not everyone likes the pet name they've given them. 

"Shall we all take a seat?" Cale asked, adding, "a cup of tea would be fine as well."

Well, his house was destroyed. Cale was embarrassed about it. Anyway, his epiphany was cut short when a cute little Huan grabbed the hem of his robe and exclaimed, "Mister! Mister! That barrier! It's so beautiful! Can you teach A-Huan how to cast it?"

Ancient power could not be imagined. Cale lets out a sigh. Children, as always, look adorable in any situation. 

"Sorry about that A-Huan, that shield couldn't be taught," he apologized, earning the kid a cute frown. The twinkle in A-Zhan's eyes had also fallen to the ground. 

Wow. His power is distinct from that of ancient cultivation. He's not the kind of guy who can teach them the impossible. 

“Shizun!” 

Cale's focus shifted from the kids to Lou Binghe. The puppy, who resembles Choi Han, wags his tail like a lost puppy to his master. Shen Qingqiu was staring at him as well. 

"I see a grandmaster is here."

A what? Cale pointed to himself. A grandmaster is someone who has reached the pinnacle of cultivation. If they succeed, they will become immortal and will soon ascend to godhood. The concept of divinity and immortality differs from that of the West. If one obtains the power of an immortal or becomes a sword master, they will age slowly and thus the concept of immortality will attach; likewise, if a single lifer or a person of great achievement dies and qualifies as a god, they will become god. That is how the gods of the West come to power. 

He couldn't be bothered. This is preferable if there is a misunderstanding. Cale and his group would be in grave danger if his abilities were deemed heretical. Racist and unknown are always feared, which is why he chose not to refute what they refer to. Cale unconsciously patted Huan on the head. He assumed it was one of his children, but he continued to brush his hand against the back of Huan's head. He sat on the ground and waited for Ron to bring him tea. 

Of course, Goatee Gramps hasn't stopped arguing with Vicross. Vicross, on the other hand, appeared annoyed. 

"Now, Qiren, calm down... They're our benefactors," Qingheng-jun reassured his brother. Oh, he remembered it now. Lan Qiren and Vicross are of the same generation. He looked at Vicross, who had finally decided to ignore the man and start cooking with his portable stove pulled from his spatial pouch. Ron also didn’t bother looking away and began concocting his famous lemon tea. 

They all looked handsome and ripped. Cale didn’t know that ancient men would look like this. He just visioned them with topknot with almost smoothened brows. 

“Cale-da, I need to go back to Cangqiong now.”

Cale nodded at Lou Binghe. As usual, he’s still wagging his tail while following his Shizun.

The whitey’s also bowed to Cale and left, without waiting for the food Vicross made and tea Ron made. Huan and Zhan also went with them after bidding them goodbye. 

Raon who took his child form, flicked his hand and casted magic to repair the house. 

“Ugh. Why was that bastard calamity came here in the first place?”