Why Is Master Only 1.2 Meters Tall?

Pretending to be slapped in the face, the hot-blooded dragon Aotian Gong "A man with Qingyun ambition in his chest means the highest peak of Lingyun! If you want to worship, then worship the strongest master!" Because of this bold statement, Jiang Wangchuan, who was only ten years old, argued hard and finally became a disciple of Mu Xianren, the strongest eldest son of Lingyun Sect. If he could have known the age of Immortal Zimu earlier, he would definitely not have succeeded in this feat. Jiang Wangchuan: So, why is there a child on the high seat during my apprenticeship ceremony? Master has a son? It doesn't matter, he is talented and intelligent, and he is not afraid of his master doting on his younger brother and neglecting him... Wait, what do you mean this is my master? Jiang Wangchuan looked horrified, finally realizing that there was no turning around, and the four-foot-old man on the high seat was asking himself with a cold face, do you want to regret it? Please, I've finished reciting the inner demon oath before you ask me? Jiang Wangchuan: It doesn't matter, he's just a child teacher. I just want to pamper him more... No, that's not right! This is an unscrupulous child! This is clearly a humanoid killer weapon that is just over one meter tall! Jiang Wangchuan was still resenting his impulsiveness one second, but the next second he witnessed the master's thin but devastating heroic appearance, and his regrets were immediately replaced by full-hearted admiration. Master! You are my own master! Please make me as strong as you! Zimu:...... Zimu (6 years old): Wait until you are my age. Develop a line, but nurture each other! On the surface, they are masters and apprentices, but they are actually sweethearts. Let's fall in love again when we are adults. Mission: There is no end to learning, don't stick to appearances