"It's just a calf; can't even sit on it without complaints, don't be so stingy. If it gets ruined, I'll just buy you another one,"
Ye Tian waved his hand, pretending to be generous.
Jenny became even more anxious. She knew that aside from this disciple of hers who refused to study the Buddhist Law with her, the master's most treasured thing was the White Bull that never seemed to grow. She herself wouldn't dare to sit on it, yet here was Ye Tian, treating it roughly, practically asking for a death wish!
"Please, have a seat."
