My Scheming Little Devil

Third Young Master Jun was utterly speechless when he found his teacher. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The man was basking in the sun in the park, picking at his large feet, with a ripped hat on the floor, a smattering of coins inside it. He looked every bit a tramp, yet he seemed satisfied.

"King, you don’t understand. In such a place, with such a role, I get the best chances to observe the world. Nobody wears masks around a beggar. What I experience and see are all very real. I like this genuine, unostentatious feeling. It boosts my creativity and inspiration."

"Teacher, you might want to consider being a philosopher."

"Ha ha, I wish I had the caliber for it. However, living like this has been quite fruitful. The best part is that I’ve encountered a young prodigy who matches your talent and potential when you were young. Very promising, and so exciting!" Old Sir Vincent had a euphoric look on his face, like he’d found a treasure.

"You’re taking on a new disciple?"

"Yes, how is it? You have a junior now, are you happy?" The old man responded with a self-satisfied smirk.

Third Young Master Jun raised an eyebrow: "Teacher, can I be excited if you breed a competitor for me?"

"Oh come on, he’s really adorable. You’ll like him when you see him. And moreover, he’s much more charming than you were back then. Handsome and sweet-talking, unlike you who used to be as cold as a stone in the outhouse, always sulking, as if I owed you something. Not lively at all."

Thinking of it still made Old Sir Vincent deeply unsatisfied. Hmph, it was so hard for him to accept a disciple.

He had hoped for a relationship like the supreme persona and his disciple in martial arts novels, filled with love and harmony.

Instead, nothing was achieved. This disciple was not cooperative at all.

No matter how hard he tried to make him into a fun and uplifting youngster, he failed terribly.

"I didn’t expect you to hold such a grudge, Teacher. You resent me deeply." The Third Young Master Jun twisted his lips into a smirk.

His teacher was way different from what he had imagined.

He thought he would be intense, impressive, and awe-inspiring, full of admiration.

But when they met, he turned out to be a carefree old man child. It felt like stepping into a trap he couldn’t crawl out of.

Being around a jokester all the time, how could he not make a stink face?

"Of course, I’ve got a grudge. You ruined my dream of being a perfect teacher. But now I plan to realize that dream again. Your sweet little junior will bring me the pleasure and fulfillment of being a teacher. I’m going to make him into a genius, just to crush you and make you regret how you used to treat me. Hmph."

Third Young Master Jun smirked disdainfully: "Only if he has the strength for that. And, don’t let me strike him down before he becomes a genius."

"Wow, you can’t do that, you must adore your junior."

The disrespectful and cold Third Young Master Jun shrugged: "Bring him to me sometime, if he catches my eye, maybe I’ll accept him. If he’s an annoying guy, sorry, I’ll trample him, even if he is your new disciple. I’ll let him know how frightening this world can be."

Vincent looked at him despicably, starting to worry about his new disciple.

With such a scheming, treacherous Senior, wouldn’t he be tormented?

"By the way, I’ll accompany you to the internet economy summit. The current economic situation in Asia is more complex than we anticipated." Third Young Master Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.