"Hmm… I'm bored. Can't I be lazy for once?" A 19-year-old young man muttered as he looked at the ceiling.
"Young Master, the master is about to return, and he requests your presence once he's here."
"Geh!" The young man glanced at his old butler. "Why do I need to do that? He's going to lecture me again."
"Young Master, you are definitely a genius. However, the master is concerned because of your lack of discipline. You are already 19 years old, and your strength has reached rank 3. If you were even more diligent, I have no doubt that you would have reached rank 4. You may become the first rank 7 human in this country, Young Master."
"I don't really care about all that. I'm progressing just fine. You pushing me to train like this is stressing me out. What if I suddenly commit suicide because of all that pressure?"
"Please don't joke like that, Young Master."
