Chapter 27- An Uneducated Sol
After yelling this, Sol looked at the old man and asked uncertainly.
"Did I do it right?"
However, the old man didn’t respond but simply let out another roar of laughter.
He couldn’t help it. He was too overwhelmed at Sol becoming his disciple. The old man couldn’t control the smile that threaten to split his face in half.
When last had he been this jubilated in his long life? Maybe this was a first! After all, he had gained such a wonderful disciple, now he was sure to win that bet with those bastards!
It was only after a few minutes that the old man was able to calm himself down.
"Ehem, Ehem, yes brat, you did it right."
After saying that, the old man continued to smile at Sol, who felt wholly uncomfortable at his gaze.
This feeling increased even more for Sol as the old man began pacing around him; stopping a few times only to poke at his body.
"Uh... Master?"
Sol called for the old man who seemed to be in a trance. The old man only stopped poking Sol after he had done so a few more times. Then after taking several steps back, he explained.