Chapter 1162. Heightened (2)
“Welcome back, Wiggins.”
The Master tried to smile as Wiggins stepped out of the portal. He briefly had to rub his chin first before finally breaking out in a warm enough smile, however.
‘It’s getting harder to smile at Wiggins.’
What a strange thing this was. He and Wiggins couldn't be called close friends, but that didn't mean they weren't on friendly terms, either. Despite that, though, the Master still couldn't smile naturally.
He tried not to be conscious of it, but this moment still confirmed it. This was how wide the chasm in power the two men wielded had become. Wide enough for the Master to be uncomfortable in Wiggins' presence!
The Master managed to force his lips to curl up as high as possible. “It’s getting harder to see you in person these days.”
“My apologies, Master. I know I should come around more often, but I’m swamped with work on the other side, you see...”
“You don’t have to force yourself to say that. We both know it takes a lot of effort to open a portal connecting such a distance, anyway.”
“But, Master, you are still powerful enough to perform magic like this quite easily, aren’t you?”
“I’m no longer like my old self, Wiggins,” said the Master while grinning wryly. “In any case, shall we get going?”
“Of course.” Wiggins nodded, then followed the Master through the corridor.
The Master glanced behind him at Wiggins. “I might still be a martial artist, but do consider my age.”