Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.
Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...
The door was specially left open for Gu Xingyun that night.
But even until he fell asleep, Gu Xingyun didn't come again.
Ling Xinghua, who had not been here for a long time, suddenly took over the task of serving him.
In other words, except for Gu Xingyun, the other disciples began to take turns serving their master.
It seems like I'm back to the way I was when I first came here.
Yan Huailiu had a thousand questions in his mind, but he just held it in and didn't ask them.
He asked as if he cared about that one disciple.
After Ling Xinghua finished washing up, he specifically asked about Yan Huailiu's schedule. Yan Huailiu always answered the same thing: "No special arrangements."
The Yuxu Sect has several disciples to handle small matters, while Chang Huan takes care of big matters. Only those with bigger matters will come to discuss with him.
But usually the problem is solved when it reaches Baili Changhuan.
Yan Huailiu was happy and relaxed, and the mask he wore when he first arrived was almost gathering dust.
Without too much interference from outsiders, his emotions can generally remain stable for a long time.
"Master, I've already written all the invitations and sent them out yesterday. Junior Uncle wanted to ask what style you plan to decorate the banquet hall this year. He said there are too many things in the warehouse that will break down if they're not used, so I'll let you choose whatever you want."
Ling Xinghua wrung out the towel and said these words casually.
Yan Huailiu swallowed back what he was about to say to him, and for a moment he doubted his life.
Was he unconscious for some time?
Missed any scripts?
"What invitation?" Yan Huailiu tried to escape reality.
Ling Xinghua blinked. "An invitation to Master's birthday party. Isn't it going to be a big event? The opera troupe has been staying at Mingze Peak for two days."
Yan Huailiu choked up: "Who said we have to do a big thing?"
He said that just having a meal would be fine, and not eating would be best. Was the message conveyed wrongly?
"Um... Junior Uncle, and Senior Brother, Senior Brother went out specially to pick out a gift for Master... Ah, that, this towel is cold."
Ling Xinghua bit his cheek and quickly changed the subject: "Master, don't you want to make a big deal? Those sects that are farther away have already started to rush here."
Yan Huailiu sat down weakly. It turned out that Baili Changhuan was not joking that day.
I really didn't discuss it with him.
"Master?" Ling Xinghua asked worriedly.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just too happy, haha, how many people will come?" Yan Huailiu asked.
If it were those familiar faces from the last Immortal Sect Conference, it might be better...
"Almost everyone who can come is here. The number of people is probably ten times that of the last Immortal Sect Conference. Oh, and by the way, Junior Master-Uncle told Master to go and reinforce the barriers in various places when he has time.
If there are people with bad intentions among those who come this time, we can take precautions in advance."
Ling Xinghua pulled out a map from his pocket and said, "After asking Junior Uncle-Master, I specially drew a map for Master. The marked areas are where Master needs to strengthen the barrier."
Yan Huailiu took it and took a look. There were only four or five places, but the area was a bit larger.
"Master, are you going today?" Ling Xinghua handed the towel to him again.
Yan Huailiu rubbed his face hard, bent down, took out the mask that he thought he would never use from the small cabinet under the table, and covered his face with it.
Rehearse in advance.
"Go! Let's go. I'll take you with me."
If he delays any longer, he will exhaust himself, so it is better to fill up his time quickly.
Ling Xinghua followed excitedly.
On the way, Yan Huailiu took the time to instruct his second disciple, and did not forget to remind him after reinforcing the barrier of Canghai Pavilion.
"If you have time in the future, talk more with Lu Jiu and get familiar with the operation of Canghai Pavilion. By the way, ask your junior uncle more about the management of Yuxu Sect. Don't stay in the competition field all day."
He glanced at Ling Xinghua's gradually darkening complexion and sighed, "What's wrong with you being tanned?"
That iconic teardrop mole is almost gone.
Ling Xinghua just laughed foolishly and didn't say anything.
Yan Huailiu walked forward slowly with him: "From now on, every seven days, you come to me and I will teach you swordsmanship. You can bring Yu Ziheng with you. In addition, you should go to Wuya Peak once a month to see if your junior uncle needs anything.
Help him with things. Although he's not the type to compromise himself, he's inevitably a bit careless with the details. If he needs anything, help him get it."
Yan Huailiu pulled out a sign from his sleeve and handed it to Ling Xinghua: "The disciples from all over the place won't make things difficult for you when they see this sign. Just tell them what you want and let them buy it."
Ling Xinghua was just helping to set up the barrier, but suddenly received such a big surprise and such a privilege, he was a little overwhelmed.
"Master, this is inappropriate, disciple, disciple..."
"What's inappropriate about that? Isn't it your duty to help the master share his worries? Take it. The main thing is that those disciples only recognize me by my badge and not by me. It's troublesome to have to come to me every time you need something."
After Yan Huailiu finished his serious explanation, he stuffed the sign into Ling Xinghua's hand.
He even made a joke: "You are allowed to abuse your power for personal gain. If you need anything, you can just go and ask them to buy it."
Ling Xinghua gripped the sign tightly, his voice trembling, "Thank you, Master. Master, I will do everything carefully and will never let you down. If you think I've done anything wrong, you can take this back at any time."
The corner of Yan Huailiu's mouth twitched. "I believe you. Relax. It doesn't matter if you make mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes. Just learn slowly. Where is the next place?"
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