"Look, you're in a hurry again."

Xu Shi couldn't help but chuckle, but he naturally wouldn't go back on his word, so he carefully explained the whole story to her, much more seriously than when he answered Dongfang Xiao's questions in the palace.

"...Is that so?"

Surprisingly, Pan Ling's reaction to all of this was not intense; in fact, she was unusually calm.

"You're quite composed."

Xu Shi was still a little surprised.

"Because I've already broken the so-called plot, haven't I?"

The foolish apprentice said seriously, "Instead of worrying about these vague and unrealistic things, we should do our best in everything we have at hand."

"With my master here, I think we can solve anything, right?"

She continued, "Even if you can't finish, I will take over and continue."

At first glance, this sounds quite blasphemous, but that's certainly not what she meant.

On the contrary, her reaction showed that Xu Shi's previous teaching had been quite successful.

The little girl is no longer timid or hesitant; she can now approach everything with a calm mind, revealing a great deal of strength within her composure.

She didn't even react much to Luo Yu's death.

"Leaving aside the past grievances between him and you, Master, in the end, he was merely a pawn in the game of 'Heavenly Justice.'"

She has her own perspective: "A life manipulated is always a tragedy. I only hope to work with my master to prevent such a tragedy from happening again."

“…Well said.”

Xu Shi agreed with her statement; she was indeed a disciple he had taught.

Of course, in contrast, the straightforward Pan Feng was still somewhat saddened by this—after all, Luo Yu had once been her family, so it was inevitable that she would feel sad.

It's a pity.

This sadness was easily washed away completely.

It's not because of anything else.

It was because of Gu Yi.

"Hey, Winter Melon!"

Miss Black Rabbit bossed Pan Feng around, "I'm still your teacher's wife, is it so hard to ask you to do something?"

"No……"

Little Feng looked aggrieved. "Could you please stop calling me Winter Melon? I know I was wrong..."

"I know you know you're wrong."

Gu Yi persisted, "But that has nothing to do with whether I call you Winter Melon or not! I'll give you one more chance, who is Winter Melon?"

"...I am a winter melon."

Pan Feng was speechless. If he had known that his teacher's wife was so petty, he would never have said those things without thinking!

The fierce woman shed tears, sobbing.

(End of this chapter)