Chapter 2589

"Ah, sir, you're here. I thought I was dreaming," Fogort said. "You rascal! Your fellow disciples are all busy training. What are you doing here?" his master snapped. "I... I was training too, wasn't I? Haha." "Training? Sleeping is your idea of training? You're just slacking off!" "Not at all! Look at this weather—clear skies and a gentle breeze, perfect for a nap. Don't you agree?" Fogort joked. "You little brat!" His master landed another punch. Seeing that his master's anger had not cooled, Fogort quickly knelt down, pleading, "Please don't hit me. I get it, I was wrong." His master sighed. Realizing he could not keep scolding Fogort forever, he dragged him back to the mountain gate. Just as they returned, Esen Aellopus, the Heavenly Master, happened to be overseeing the outer disciples. He saw them and called out to Fogort's master. "Stuart, what are you doing?" "Master Aellopus, it's nothing. I'm just fooling around with my disciple," Stuart Amphorn replied, trying to