Stay indifferent and feel content. This is enough for my life, but as expected, not everything will go as I wish...
The old man didn't laugh for long, his face suddenly straightened, he looked at me and said, "You, come here and kneel down to take the order!"
，，，，？ ? ? (Just accept your fate: the author laughs evilly, otherwise how could the plot continue!)
I climbed out of bed slowly, walked up to the old man without saying a word, and struggled mentally for a long time, but the form was stronger than the person, so I knelt down bitterly.
The old man was very surprised at my silent resignation, but he still didn't say anything. He picked up the box, faced me with the protruding side, and asked, "Where is the seal?"
"Ah? What are you printing?" Of course I didn't know what to say. I opened my eyes wide and watched as the old man's face gradually turned ugly. Finally, he couldn't help shouting: "Don't you know who I am??!!"
You don't even know how I know. I really wanted to reply like this, but I have a thief's heart but not the courage, so I can only pretend to be honest and say: "Senior must be an expert, but to redeem my ignorance, please give me some advice!"
This is correct, I thought proudly in my heart, but I didn't see the old man's face turning from green to green, and then from green to black, with veins popping out on his forehead.
"Then kneel down for me without saying a word!!" With a loud shout, the old man finally got angry.
"Of course you asked me to kneel down." I felt confident. Seeing that the black face was turning red again, I must not suffer from cerebral congestion. There was no cure for this in ancient times, I thought sadly.
My obvious distraction made the old man even more angry, but he had nothing to do with me. He suddenly raised the gold box in his hand and said to me: "This is a seal. Once it is printed on a person, it will never go away. As my successor, you must print this golden seal. You seal it first, and I will explain my origin to you. Now, where do you want to seal it?"
It looks like this. I nodded to express my understanding and began to think about where to put it. If I wanted to attract attention, I would put it on my forehead like a god. But I didn't want others to pay attention to me at all, so I had to put it in a secret place. But I couldn't show the secret place to this old man, so where should I put it? ... Sounds like this rule is good. Let the heir choose where to seal it. It seems that the rules will not be very clear... I started to get distracted again as I am used to it.
The old man became impatient and urged me: "Tell me where you want to print it!"
I hesitated and asked, "Where did you print it?"
The old man didn't say anything, but just rolled up his sleeves. There was a golden mark on his left forearm. The pattern was very beautiful. I finally made up my mind, raised my head and said seriously: "I have decided, - I want it to be printed on the soles of my feet!"