"Exactly! Exactly!"
"It would be an honor to even be the nobles' dogs."
Ma Qiyuan's words immediately earned him a round of flattery from his disciples.
But he immediately turned on them. "Bullshit! The next person who dares to call guards watchdogs, I'll cripple them myself! Are some jobs better than others? There are no ugly people, only ugly souls! Just look at yourselves! As practitioners of the Martial Arts, you've all become a bunch of snobs. I ought to clean house right now!"
"Master, please don't be angry."
"We beg for your mercy, Master."
"Your lesson is right, Master. We were wrong."
The disciples, quick-witted enough, immediately knelt and begged for mercy.
Ma Qiyuan turned to Jiang Xinghai with an embarrassed expression. "It's my fault for being too lax with my discipline. This bunch of disciples... they're truly in need of a good lesson."
"It's only human nature," Jiang Xinghai said indifferently.
