Arriving at the balcony at the end of the corridor, Ye Wutian called his master, Ye Wufa.
Ye Wufa picked up quickly this time, "Hello! Wutian, are you missing your teacher again?" Ye Wufa seemed to be in a very good mood.
"Master, it must be around noon there, right? If I'm not mistaken, you're probably lying on the beach right now, ogling the girls in their bikinis, aren't you?" That was pretty much all Ye Wufa did all day long, and Ye Wutian could accurately say what he was doing at any given time even with his eyes closed.
"You cheeky brat, how can you call that ogling? I'm openly admiring the beauty," Ye Wufa corrected grumpily, then bragged, "Ever since you left, the world here has become much quieter and there are so many more beautiful girls on the beach. I really should have gotten rid of you earlier."
"Really? Then I'll buy a plane ticket and come back tomorrow," Ye Wutian said, feigning seriousness.