That old geezer is nothing but a dirty old man.
It is one thing that he has no manners when speaking to me, his master, but every two out of three sentences he utters involve women, and the remaining one is always something unfit for children.
And now, having run into this Dao Kuang, it’s a shame. When I first rescued him, he was still a man’s man—the former number one bladesman in the world, full of pride and arrogance.
Chapter 116