Honest
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Old Man," Ou Yangming went closer and uttered with a smile.
The little red bird on his shoulder was obedient and was not displeased about him humbling himself. The little fellow was not old, but it was unusually smart. It knew about the unordinary relationship between Ou Yangming and Old Craftsman long ago, hence it knew the young fellow would not side with it if it created a disturbance because of this.
"Young fella you're here. Not bad, looks like you do care about an old fart like me." Old Craftsman laughed and looked at Ou Yangming.
"Old Man, you made it sound like I'm unfilial," Ou Yangming commented snappily.
Old Craftsman shook his head and sighed. "Ah, young fella, I'm sorry…"
Ou Yangming was stunned, and he asked in confusion, "Old Man, are you not feeling well? Did you have a fever and fried your brain?"
"B*stard, do people curse like you?" Old Craftsman was furious.