Wang Wen turned around and left without saying a word.
Jue Mingzi hurriedly ran to the three people and said, "I'm really sorry, Grandmasters. This is all a misunderstanding..."
Before he could finish his sentence.
The old man's voice rang out from behind, "What misunderstanding? How can he be called a master if he doesn't have that much patience? I did it on purpose!"
"No." Jue Mingzi was anxious. "Don't listen to my master. He meant well."
Wang Wen sighed.
He was so anxious that he was sweating.
He smiled and shook his head.
He said helplessly, "It's not important, Jue Mingzi. It doesn't matter if it was a misunderstanding or intentional. You were kind. If we do meet again, I will treat you to a meal. Farewell."
He was done talking
The three did not stay any longer and quickly descended the mountain before dark.