Su Yan held the teacup to his lips.

Give him water.

Instead, he lowered his head and reached out to take it.

The voice was low.

"No, there's no need to trouble you, Master."

The voice was soft and cautious, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the grievance in it.

Su Yan looked at him for a while.

Normally, even if she doesn't feed him, he would find a way to get her to feed him.

Now, on the contrary, he acts all polite.

Something unusual must be going on.

Su Yan looked down and saw the money pouch that was unusually hanging on his waist.

He was dressed in white, which clashed in stark contrast to the colorful embroidered money pouch.

Where did you get this?

As he spoke, he picked up the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and found it was full of silver coins.

She wondered

"Found it?"

Feng Xuan held the teacup in both hands, remaining silent, his body growing increasingly stiff.

My whole body tensed up.

Seeing his reaction, Su Yan was about to ask further questions.

"Given to you by someone else?"

Feng Xuan opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice.

"It's the money I use to serve my master."

She blinked.

"Serve me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xuan nodded.

He opened his mouth again

"He told me to serve my master well and not to have any unrealistic dreams. He said my master only did it because he pitied me."

As he spoke, Feng Xuan stood there stiffly, holding the teacup in both hands, looking sickly and pitiful.

Su Yan held the money pouch and took it apart.

Look at him, head down, looking so insecure.

She spoke

"Will you serve me, or will I take care of you?"

Feng Xuan hesitated for a moment, then raised his head.

"Owner?"

“You didn’t have any delusions, and I didn’t take you in because I pitied you.”

"real?"

"kindness"

The two chatted back and forth, and the atmosphere quickly became heated.

Bai Sheng, standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up.

"Why should a benefactor defend him? He is useless and good-for-nothing."

Su Yan looked up at him intently.

"You gave him money? And what did you just say to him?"

Bai Sheng clenched his fist, speechless for a moment.

“My benefactor, your cultivation is extraordinary, and you are destined to bring glory to the entire cultivation continent.”

Such a person would only hold you back as a partner.

Su Yan's eyes were indifferent

That's my business.

Feng Xuan hoped to speak at this moment

Will my master only love me?

"kindness"

"What if someone else likes you and tries to take you away from Feng Xuan?"

"I can't take it away."

A slight smile finally appeared on Feng Xuan's pale face.

Su Yan looked up and saw Bai Sheng's gloomy face across from her.

Then Feng Xuan's gaze kept drifting towards Bai Sheng.

Su Yan blinked and looked at Feng Xuan.

"Happy?"

Feng Xuan held Su Yan's hand

"Master, kiss."

Su Yan picked up a pastry from the table and stuffed a piece into his mouth to shut him up.

“Master… um.”

Feng Xuan became obedient.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Bai Sheng.

At that moment, Bai Sheng was also looking at him.

A mocking glint flashed in Feng Xuan's eyes.

Then he casually looked away.

In the end, Bai Sheng didn't say anything more.

Stand up

"I will not disturb my benefactor's meal any longer. Farewell."

After saying that, Bai Sheng left.

Half an hour later, in the woods outside the city.

Bai Sheng was preparing to leave the town and head to the Demonic Cult's headquarters.

As a result, just as they flew out of the city, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by, and they were kicked down from mid-air with a thud.

He landed on the ground and barely managed to steady himself.

He looked up and saw the little male concubine he had looked down on.

However, Bai Sheng quickly realized that something was wrong.

Because that little male concubine actually had a pair of black wings.