The sickly man shook his head, “Brother, I can listen to you for other things, but on this matter, I’m sorry, I have to be faithful to what I’ve been entrusted.”
Chen Cheng went silent.
His parents died in an accident when he was ten years old, and since then he had been living with his master.
When he was 13 years old, a 9-year-old fellow junior apprentice, the sickly man in front of him, also followed the same master. Therefore, Chen Cheng had been guiding the 9-year-old sickly man since he was 13 years old.
As the matter of fact, in Chen Cheng’s eyes, the sickly man had become his brother and his closest family member for the rest of his life.