Master Really Doesn't Practice

"Brother, Master is really a genius. Look at how many shocking things he has invented!" Deng Gui looked over after hearing this. The dazzling manicure on his junior brother's hand made the corners of his eyes twitch. "..." "Brother, Master is so awesome! We lost all the spiritual stones yesterday playing mahjong." Deng Gui looked at the dark circles on his junior sister's eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched. "……." "Senior brother! How did the master achieve such vast and profound cultivation and knowledge?" Deng Gui looked at Lin Changqing, who was lying on a chair not far away and snoring, and sighed. "I don't know either, because Master really doesn't practice!"