As soon as they got outside, the Ninth Master shook his hands and walked off.
The Tenth Master hurried forward, "Hey, hey, hey, Ninth Brother..."
"Get lost, don't call me, I'm not your brother. Your brother's been driven to death by you already." The Ninth Master shook his hand, ready to mount his horse.
The Tenth Master grabbed hold of him, "Ninth Brother, Brother!"
"Let go! Let go!" The Ninth Master struggled.
The Tenth Master, stubborn as a mule, refused to let go, "What did I do wrong this time..."
The Ninth Master suppressed his anger, "Let go, and I'll tell you."
The Tenth Master took him at his word and let go.
As soon as he did, he got slapped and yelped, stumbling backward.
The Ninth Master said nothing more, mounted his horse, and left. What a fool.
The Tenth Master held his nose for a while, suppressing the sting as he hurried to mount his horse and give chase.
When he reached the Ninth Master's residence, he found he couldn't get in.
