Old Man Chang Jiang teased him, "Not good."
Ming Zhi Tian pointed at him and said, "Old man, what do you want?"
Old Man Chang Jiang, with the look of a mischievous old child, replied, "You want to learn? Beg me? Beg me."
Ming Zhi Tian bit his lower lip, then tugged at the corner of his clothes, acting cute and pleading, "Grandpa, Grandpa, please, help me attach the mechanical arm, please? Pretty please?"
Old Man Chang Jiang shivered, "You brat, isn't that sickening?"
Ming Zhi Tian asked, "This is sickening? Do you want to hear more sickening things?"
Old Man Chang Jiang huffily turned away, covering his ears, "I won't listen, won't listen."
Ming Zhi Tian pointed at him again, "Hey, old man! Are you going to help or not?"
Old Man Chang Jiang didn't turn back, "Not helping!"
Ming Zhi Tian continued to point at him, "Old man! Say that again! Are you helping or not?"
Old Man Chang Jiang shook his head and muttered, "Not helping, not helping! I'm just not helping, what can you do about it?"
Ming Zhi Tian lifted one foot onto a rock, still pointing at him, "Hey old man! You're not giving me any face! Who do you think you're looking down on?"
Old Man Chang Jiang felt a chill down his spine. He couldn't stand it anymore, turned around, and saw Ming Zhi Tian pointing at his head and nose. He was furious!
He turned and pointed at Ming Zhi Tian, "Hey! Brat! You keep pointing, pointing at what? You've gone too far!"
Ming Zhi Tian continued to get closer and pointed at his nose, "Old man! Do you look down on me? Do you despise me?"
Old Man Chang Jiang mimicked Ming Zhi Tian, placing one foot on a rock and pointedly scolding him, "This old man despises you and looks down on you, so what?! You're three feet short, trying to walk on stilts, do you think you're capable now?"
Ming Zhi Tian straightened his back, his head towering over the old man, and looked down, pointing at his big nose, "Your face is fat and dull, like a dead man, give you two slaps and you'd squeal like a pig!"
Old Man Chang Jiang, in turn, straightened his back, his head towering over Ming Zhi Tian's, and looked down, scolding, "You're young and don't learn anything good, smoking, dyeing your hair, tattooing your skin, horny in spring!"
Ming Zhi Tian pointed at his nose again, "You're old and frail, bullying the weak, disrespectful for your age, pretending to be noble, relying on your age!"
"You, you, you!..." Old Man Chang Jiang pointed and gestured, this made him so angry!
Ming Zhi Tian instead moved closer and pointed at him, "What about me, what about you? I'm scolding you, so what?! So what?"
Old Man Chang Jiang was defiant, facing him squarely, not backing down at all, "So what! So what! What do you want?"
"So what, so what?! ... I'm looking at you, what's wrong?! ..."
The two bickered endlessly. Ming Zhi Tian said, "If you're not convinced, come fight!"
Old Man Chang Jiang slapped his thigh in anger! "Fight if you want! ... Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
He then rubbed his thigh, regretting his excessive force!
Ming Zhi Tian pointed with his left hand at his severed arm, "You have two hands against my one, do you have the face to accept the challenge? Dare you attach the mechanical arm for me, two hands against two hands, a fair fight, yes or no?!"
Old Man Chang Jiang thumped his chest defiantly, "What is there to fear?! This old man will attach it for you, you brat!"
Though they quarreled, their hearts felt exhilarated!
They were not enemies; they were simply expressing themselves, their pent-up emotions finally bursting forth, bringing immense comfort to both their bodies and minds!
Old Man Chang Jiang meticulously measured the length and width of Ming Zhi Tian's right arm, then put on a magnifying glass and began to meticulously assemble the mechanical arm.
Before long, an indestructible mechanical arm forged from adamantine alloy was completed.