My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1563

Gardiner's words were extremely mysterious, and Henry was also confused. He didn't understand.

"Oh." Gardiner suddenly looked up and said, "Here they come."

As soon as Gardiner finished speaking, two figures appeared in the air above the barren mountain. They were both wearing Taoist robes and holding horsetail whisks in their hands. They looked sixty or seventy years old, with grey hair and wrinkles all over their faces.

Henry frowned slightly. "Where did they come from?"

"A group of old guys." Gardiner curled his lips and said, "Taking advantage of their seniority. Anyway, it's not a good thing. You should be careful. I can't help you here."

After Gardiner said that, he turned his head and was about to leave.

"Where are you going, President Zhao?" In the sky, a man said in a questioning tone, "Back then, your master and we were of the same generation. Now, when you see us, do you intend to leave without saying a word? Where is your etiquette?"

Gardiner paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "Haha, Martial Uncles, I'm not dressed properly. I'm going to go back home, take a bath and change my clothes. Then I'll come back to meet you."

"At such a young age, you already have so many excuses," said one of the old men. "You show no respect to your elders, but this time, I'm giving you a warning. The next time you do this again, you'll be severely punished. F*ck off!"

"Yes, yes." Gardiner pulled a long face and instantly slipped away without saying anything.

However, before leaving, Gardiner still said to Henry, "Brother, take care of yourself!"

In the sky, two old men were looking down at Henry.

"Henry Zhang, I'm Carmeli Gong, and this is Tyrrel. We're on the same level as your master Justus. Now, why don't you kneel down when you see us?" Carmeli asked in an interrogative tone.

On the other hand, Tyrrel said to Sylvia, "Little girl, your husband has experienced many different things since he was young. He doesn't know the etiquette, so we can understand. However, you can't be ignorant of etiquette. You should kneel down first."

The two Taoist men were in the air, with their hands behind their backs, waiting for Henry and

Sylvia's greetings.

Henry and Sylvia looked at each other, and Henry said, "Seniors, I've never heard my master talk about you."

"Hmph!" Carmeli snorted. "Don't tell me Justus didn't mention anything to you? We have 5,000 years of history, and our manners have been passed down from generation to generation. But in your place, people forget the basic etiquette when they meet their elders. I have long said that your generation is a scourge of ours!"

Tyrrel said, "That's not all. My disciples are polite and respect the hierarchy. I think this girl is a good girl. Girl, are you willing to be my disciple?"

"I'm sorry." Sylvia shook her head and said, "I already have a master, and I won't accept anyone else as my teacher."

"Ha." Tyrrel said with a slight smile, "You have a master? Then you'd better leave your sect. From now on, you're the seventh disciple of Tyrrel. You should feel honoured."