"About the previous supreme mage, that is, my teacher, who is that... the old man in the portrait?"

"You said him!"

Russell curled his lips slightly, and snorted coldly: "He's just a sweeper, he occasionally clears the sewer, you don't have to care who he is."

Strange: "..."

Confirmed, the old man on the wall is Master Gu Yi.

"Then, Supreme Mage, logically speaking...I'm not questioning anything, I'm just...uh, after all, you are the Supreme Mage, and your status is so noble. Isn't it too...too childish for a cleaner to stand side by side with you?"

"Why, you look down on the cleaners?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

Snapped!

Russell reached out and patted the coffee table, causing Strange to tremble in fright, and said plausibly: "Pay attention to your tone, Strange, you are starting to be arrogant again, and you lack respect for the outside world."

"I do not have……"

Strange was extremely wronged, he just wanted to know what his teacher looked like, was there something wrong with that?

"No, you have!"

"Supreme Master, I didn't..."

"Um!?"

"Well, I have, and my lack of awe is my fault."

"It's good to know, it's still too late to change."

Russell raised his finger to the portrait: "Look clearly, the cleaner on the wall is not an ordinary cleaner, in the entire Karma Taj, he sweeps the cleanest floor and cleans the toilet most diligently!"

That's really awesome!

Strange was speechless. Russell was still looking like a master just now, but when he turned around, his style of painting turned into this ghostly look, as if he had been wronged so much.

Because of the side effects of magic?

"Listen, Strange, let me stress it again. The old man in the portrait has swept the floor for Karma Taj all his life, and flushed the toilets all his life, especially my toilet, which is the most diligent."

Russell said, coughing lightly again: "Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the old man is well-known in Karma Taj because of his consistent dedication over the years. Everyone will give a thumbs up when they mention him. Say 'the floor is so clean'."

Strange: ( ̄_, ̄)

"That's right, this old man is not simple. He is also a big man who has left a legend in Karma Taj. Because he sweeps the floor best and flushes the toilet the fastest, he is called the Supreme Cleaner!"

Strange: ( ̄_, ̄)

"Why, you don't believe it?"

Seeing Strange's dead face, Russell was furious: "What does your expression mean, do you think your toilet can unclog better than his?"

"No, I really don't. I just want to find a teacher and learn magic quietly."

"Hmph, I forgive you that you don't dare."

With a big wave of his hand, Russell took out the digital camera, found the photo of the 'Ancient Master' whose face had been stepped on, and said, "I've said so much, hurry up and learn from the teacher!"

"Uh……"

"what happened again?"

"Don't you need to pay a face-to-face apprenticeship?"

Strange swallowed his saliva: "Isn't it too disrespectful to ask for a teacher in front of the photo?"

"No, the previous supreme mage is dead."

"..."

Hearing the news of Gu Yi's death, Strange swallowed hard, and then looked at the 'Mage Gu Yi' who was almost dead in the photo, when even a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky.

Karma Taj is too dangerous, is it too late to go now?

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and apprentice!" Russell urged.

Strange wiped the cold sweat off his head: "Uh, Supreme Mage, I... can I worship the one on the portrait?"

"Don't think about it, the one in the portrait is dead too."

"Hehehe..."

Strange smiled awkwardly and pursed his dry lips: "It doesn't matter whether you die or not, I just want to be his disciple."

"Strange, are you sure?"

Russell put away his digital camera and put on an extremely serious face: "You have to know that in the eyes of us Orientals, a teacher for one day is a father for life. This kind of teacher is not a teacher who corrects your homework and gives you an a teacher."

Facing Russell who suddenly became serious, Strange nodded solemnly.

"Very good, go over, kneel down and kowtow three times, and then serve this cup of tea..."

"I understand."

Strange nodded, took a deep breath and followed Russell's requirements. The movements were not standardized, but the attitude was respectful enough.

Holding a cup of tea with both hands, Strange lowered his head and waited for a while, until his arms were sore before he heard Russell call to stop.

He looked down and saw that the teacup was empty, and the tea in it had disappeared without knowing when.

"Supreme Master, the tea... the tea is gone!?"

Strange looked horrified, looked up at Gu Yi in the portrait, and felt the smile on his face deepened.

"Don't look, it's what he drank."

When Russell said this, he raised his hand and took three incense sticks to light, and put them in the incense burner in front of the portrait.

There is no other meaning, it is purely to express my respect for Gu Yi from the bottom of my heart.

"But, Supreme Master, this cup of tea... Didn't you say that my teacher has passed away?" Strange's face turned pale, and he frightened himself.

"Strange, this is magic."

Russell explained: "When your magical attainments gradually deepen, you will know that the composition of the universe is not only matter, but also thinking. It not only constitutes the universe, but also creates the universe."

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