Chapter 142: Wulin Misleading Story 12

"Master, look, the flowers smell so fresh and pleasant today. I've been waiting at the valley entrance since early morning, just waiting to pick these flowers, which have been soaked in dew. I'll have someone put them in your room later, so that you can feel relaxed all day long. Is that okay?"

The sweet and graceful voice of "Master" immediately occupied the attention of most people present. When everyone saw the girl's cute and lovely appearance, they all smiled knowingly at each other.

Wu Ma Shen's gaze lingered on Feng Wu for only a moment. When he turned his gaze back, a kind smile visibly appeared on his previously calm face. "You little girl, you don't practice well on weekdays. You're so lazy and just love these flowers and plants." His tone showed his affection for the younger generation without disguising his affection. His eyes fell on the colorful flowers in the girl's hand and said, "I will have them placed in the study later. It's quite thoughtful of you."

Jiang Manman smiled with curved eyebrows, "As long as Master likes it..."

The original body was very disappointed and upset because of the difference between the Wu Ma God and her partner. When she came to Feng Wu, these people and things did not resonate with her. She felt nothing when she saw this heartwarming scene between the master and the disciple.

Not wanting to waste time on this loving master-disciple pair, Feng Wu abruptly interrupted the warm atmosphere, "Master, I'm back now. I'd like to go back to my room to rest..." Halfway through his words, he saw the stiff expressions on the faces of several fellow disciples beside him. Feng Wu chuckled and said slowly, "But I wonder if my old room is still in use? After all, I haven't been back for six years!"

After hearing this, everyone came to their senses and looked at each other, their faces full of embarrassment.

Jiang Manman ignored the hint of surprise in her heart and looked curiously at the woman who interrupted her. She also heard this person call her master "Master". In the past few years, she had lived in the sect, but she had never heard of the master taking in disciples. So, this girl called her master "...Master..."

Who is she? The answer is already clear!

After she regained her consciousness, she suddenly remembered the portraits of past disciples that she had seen in the sword sect's library. Her gaze quickly turned to the straight-figured girl in the hall. The girl's appearance was indeed nine points similar to the person in the painting.

Without waiting for her to ask, Wu Ma Shen immediately explained her confusion, his tone still gentle, "Manman, this is the senior sister I once told you about—Yu Feifeng. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask her for answers. Your senior sister is warm-hearted and kind, and she is always gentle to her fellow disciples."

After racking his brains to find a good point for his eldest disciple, he turned to Feng Wu with a much heavier expression. His tone was filled with the deepest fatherly love for his youngest disciple. He said, "Manman is my last disciple, whom I accepted five years ago. She is also your junior sister. As your senior sister, you should take good care of her. Unlike you, she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and is not that interested in martial arts. You should be more patient with her in the future."

Wow, the system exclaimed, Wow, where did this thing learn this face-changing trick?

It had deliberately taken a moment out of its precious reading time to come and see this legendary ruthless man, and yet... That's it? That's it?

Feng Wu listened to the lecture with a wooden face, neither agreeing nor objecting, but just being indifferent, trapped in his own world, isolating himself from all ill intentions or gloating.

The cold and silent scene was broken by Jiang Manman's proactive greeting. "Senior Sister, I'm so glad you're okay. My brothers and sisters often mentioned you to me, saying that you are a martial arts genius. I have been weak since childhood and only have a vague understanding of martial arts. I hope you can give me more guidance in the future. Thank you in advance!"

The nonsensical witticisms made everyone present smile knowingly again, and they all expressed heartfelt encouragement such as "Don't worry", "Take your time", "You are still young" and so on.

Feng Wu nodded in agreement, "Junior Sister does look weak. Learning martial arts is such a hard thing, I'm afraid a little girl like you can't endure it." Glancing at the flowers in Jiang Manman's hand, Feng Wu suggested conscientiously, "Junior Sister is such a lovely girl, she should just tend to the flowers and plants all day long. Those worldly filthiness should not be tolerated by Junior Sister."

After everyone thought about it carefully, they all had a matter-of-fact expression. Manman really didn't have any talent for martial arts. Besides, their Kuanglang Sword Sect didn't need a weak woman to take over the family.

Jiang Manman lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. The bouquet of flowers in her hand was suffering inhuman torture in her palm.

Feng Wu looked away with a half-smile, his gaze returning to Wu Ma Shen. "Master, may I return to my room to rest now?"

Wu Ma Shen frowned, his eyes filled with confusion, but his expression remained calm upon hearing this. "You haven't been home for six years, and the room that originally belonged to you was given to your junior sister by the master. Do you blame the master?"

Feng Wu was puzzled and asked, "Why should I complain? Everything in the sect belongs to the master. It's not mine in the first place. If the master is willing to give it to me, I will naturally accept it with gratitude. If he is unwilling to give it to me, I have no reason to complain."

The original body actually felt resentful. When she first returned, exhausted, not only did her master, fellow disciples, and sisters-in-law change their attitudes, but even the only room that belonged to her had its owner changed easily after she had been gone for more than half a year.

Wu Ma Shen: "..." What does the eldest disciple mean by this? After careful consideration, I feel that every word is correct. But I still feel that something doesn't make sense.

"In that case, you will temporarily find an empty room in the disciple courtyard and stay there. I will arrange a room for you as soon as possible. Is Feng'er satisfied with this?"

Feng Wu nodded respectfully, "In that case, thank you very much, Master."

After wasting nearly an hour, Wu Ma Shen waved his hand to dismiss the group of younger generations. "Alright, go your separate ways. Don't forget the Wulin Heroes Gathering in half a year. Keep your skins tight and don't embarrass my Kuanglang Sword Sect then."

The disciples quickly bowed and saluted, "Yes, disciples will remember the master's teachings and will not slack off."

When all the disciples scattered like birds and beasts, Feng Wu was about to go back to the disciple courtyard to find a place to live, but Wu Ma Shen called him and said, "Feng'er, come to Master's study later. Your master..."

Feng Wu interrupted with some impatience, "Master, I've been traveling so long that I simply don't have the energy to deal with this anymore. If you don't wait for me to recuperate, I can catch up with you later." Without waiting for a word, Feng Wu left the meeting room, unconcerned with the inquiring glances from behind. He'd wasted so much time arguing with this person, who wasn't even that skilled, that he didn't bother to engage in any more rambling.

Elder Chu looked at the girl's lonely back and seemed to be hesitant to speak. When the headmaster wanted to give up the room for Manman to live in, she strongly opposed it. How could such a big sword sect be short of a boudoir for a young girl?

But the headmaster was determined to clean up the room. In addition, Manman was weak, and the room faced north and south, with a wide view from the back window, which was indeed beneficial for her recuperation. She could only fulfill the wishes of the master and disciple.

Until now, Feifeng has risked her life to return to the sect, only to find that her position has been replaced and her room has been occupied by someone else. If she were in their shoes, she herself would not be able to say with a broad mind that it is okay. What's more, what about the young girl who has lived here since she was a child and respects and loves the sect leader as her own father?

I sighed silently, hoping that Feng'er wouldn't be really hurt!