The Ancient God Decided to Become a Qualified Salted Fish

I, an ancient god, crossed into a fairy tale and abused stories, and became a villainous master who was skinned and cramped by his disciples. In order to survive, I threw away the whip and hugged my apprentice: "If I hit you as a teacher, the pain will be in my heart!" From that day on—— Practice? Doesn't exist. Hug your thighs? Must. Protect shortcomings? Professional. But as time goes by, the apprentice's style of painting becomes wrong. He started to care about what I ate and what I wore, and he looked at me more and more strangely. I wanted to run away, but he blocked me at Nantianmen: "Master, where do you want to go with so much dowry?" It's over, my apprentice seems to have been raised crookedly by me. No, he seems to... Like me?