"Master, my freedom lies in following you. When I was a child, if not for you taking me in, I would have starved to death somewhere. You gave me a second life, raised me, and named me Yun Wu. Xiao Wu cannot be an ungrateful person," the middle-aged man said resolutely.
"Alright, alright, you're good in every way except being too stubborn," Mr. Yun shook his head, looking very helpless. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "It's fine if you don't leave me, but I have to arrange a marriage for you. A man who grows up should settle down and start a family; you can't be alone forever, can you?"
At the mention of marriage, Yun Wu shook his head like a rattle, looking very unwilling as if scared of women. He said reluctantly, "Master, women are too troublesome; I don't want any woman."
