Tang Wen looked up at him. "What do you think? Am I raising it well enough?"
Elder Ya came to his senses, clasped his hands behind his back, and huffed, "It's passable! But you're still a tiny bit worse than I was in my day."
With that, he walked away quickly, strolling around the courtyard.
Then he saw an apprentice with a finger pecked until it bled, another with a handful of droppings, and another being coldly ignored by a Blood Crow he was trying to feed...
"Phew! See, I told you! How could it possibly be that simple!"
The old man felt vindicated.
He resumed his arrogant strut, pointing at the apprentices and letting loose a tirade.
"Stupid!"
"Hopelessly stupid!"
"I've taught so many students, and you lot are the worst batch I've ever had!"
"You! You! Still feeding it? You've fed it seven worms already! Are you trying to stuff it to death? If your cock ate seven times in one night, you think you could handle it, kid?"
"HAHAHAHAHA"
