Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Walter Yonne and Alfredo Mitchell were first taken aback, and then reluctantly tried to keep their master from leaving.

“Master, we already booked a restaurant…”

Master Kingston cut them off, “Just call and cancel it. We can go tomorrow. Timmy and Kendrick are still young, I need to help them keep an eye on things.”

This master of theirs was operating with the mindset of a parent.

After he finished speaking, he didn’t care what his two disciples thought, holding Timmy and Kendrick’s hands, they got in the car and sped off towards the address provided by Timothy.

Walter Yonne and Alfredo Mitchell walked out of the conference hall side by side.

“Disciple, what provoked you?”

It wasn’t until now that Walter Yonne noticed that Alfredo Mitchell seemed excessively quiet.

Alfredo Mitchell was indeed hit hard by Timmy, but he couldn’t admit it.

After all, a man in his forties was actually hurt by a five-year-old kid. If word got out, it would be humiliating.

“Disciple, don’t you think Master favors this young scion a bit too much?”

Alfredo Mitchell had regained his senses just in time to hear the discussion between Timmy and Professor Steve, and the process of Ricky questioning them. He had been listening all along.

He admitted that, like Ricky, he still didn’t fully understand the karmic tense sequences that Master Kingston wrote.

But considering both Master Kingston and Professor Steve confirmed that Timmy’s extended karmic tense sequences were correct, they must be legitimately so.

And perhaps there was indeed a vast gap between him and this young disciple.

His heart, of course, was full of unwillingness, but what could be done about it?

“Senior Brother, I think that the little apprentice is indeed somewhat knowledgeable and talented.”

Walter Yonne gritted his teeth, “Talented? I think he is just a blind cat that happened to catch a dead mouse. It’s purely coincidental.”

Alfredo Mitchell didn’t quite agree with him. Even though he didn’t like this young disciple, he had to respect the truth.

“With that level of knowledge and questions, isn’t the chance of it being a coincidence quite slim if you don’t fully understand it?”

Walter Yonne glared at him. “What, are you being swayed by him? Speaking up for him?”

Alfredo Mitchell felt wronged. “Senior Brother, I am just stating the facts. How could even Professor Steve be swayed?”

Walter Yonne snorted, “Aren’t these academic big shots used to flattering their financiers? Are you really this naive, disciple?!”

Alfredo Mitchell felt something was fishy, but it indeed seemed that many masters were wooing investors for funding.

“Senior Brother, I don’t know much about Professor Steve, but for you to say that our master is trying to please Timmy’s father for money… The financier for our project is not his father.”

Walter Yonne gave him a sidelong glance, “Are you foolish? The funding for this project was in place more than a year ago. What I’m talking about is the next project or even the one after that. As long as Master clings to the richest man in East Asia, you’ll see, we will never worry about funding for our projects!”

Alfredo Mitchell thought the senior brother was biased, but he didn’t dare to say anything, as he saw the senior brother was in a rage.

“Anyway, we don’t see Timmy that often, so there’s no need for things to be so awkward between us, right?”

Walter Yonne turned his head and looked at him like he was an idiot.

“Alfredo Mitchell, after all these years, why are you still so naive?”

Alfredo Mitchell was puzzled.

“What am I naive about?”

“Disciple, our Master has limited resources, all valuable but scarce. Think about this time, there were only three observer seats, and one was taken by that little kid. You and I were lucky to get one each, but what about our other brothers and sisters, aren’t they more qualified and deserving of this opportunity than him?”

Alfredo Mitchell realized the situation.

“Senior Brother, are you saying…?”

Walter Yonne’s face darkened as he nodded, “Look at our master’s current state, in the future, when there’s only one or two spots available, we will have a hard time getting them!”

Alfredo Mitchell then fell silent too, pressing his lips together and not speaking.

After a while, Alfredo Mitchell asked Walter Yonne, “What should we do then?”

Walter Yonne’s expression grim, “What can we do? Just hope Master quickly sees through the real nature of that brat.”

Alfredo Mitchell thought carefully. “Although I still don’t think he’s as incredible as Master Kingston and Professor Steve claim, he probably isn’t that bad either. Besides, I observed him for a long time during the lecture this morning, and he appears to be a very serious and diligent child.”

Despite being ridiculed, Alfredo Mitchell was always an objective person.

Walter Yonne snorted, “That’s because you’re too naive! In any case, this time you and I were lucky. Next time, when the Master’s resources are snatched by him, will you still think the same way?”

Alfredo Mitchell said nothing.

Walter Yonne continued.

“Disciple, it’s fine if you don’t believe me. For the next three days, just watch how our Master treats him. Didn’t he just leave us to care for that young master’s brother? Do you think that’s normal?”

Alfredo Mitchell still didn’t say anything.

Walter Yonne patted his shoulder, “Disciple, let’s just rely on our own luck..”