At that time, he was too eager to please these people, too eager to be nicer to them, and too eager to complete the task as soon as possible.

I only put half of my thought into the things I sent out. I just roughly understood everyone's needs and searched for the elements that best suited them, just like shopping online.

It seems to be attentive, but in fact it is just a mechanical way of pleasing others.

"There's Master's handwriting on it, clearly written, 'For Gu Xi'."

Gu Xingyun's suspicious and stubborn character was fully revealed at that moment.

"Master has always been good at defending himself. Even if he did something wrong, he would always find a suitable excuse to make everyone believe him..."

He looked into Yan Huailiu's eyes, trying to find some trace of panic at having his lies exposed.

But there was only a flash of sadness in those clear pupils.

"That manual is stored at the bottom of the bookshelf, and I don't plan to give it away."

Yan Huailiu's voice was very soft, and it was rare for him to explain patiently in such a situation.

"I wasn't going to give it to you originally. It was me. I forgot about the past and accidentally found it. I gave it to you without looking at it carefully. It's my fault."

The bright light in my mind was finally caught.

Yan Huailiu finally realized that something was wrong: the correct mental method to be given to Gu Xingyun was placed in the box in the small secret room in his room.

The original body might have had evil thoughts at some point and wrote this mental method for his apprentice.

But I gave up in the end, otherwise this secret method would definitely appear in the original work.

He accidentally picked up this trace of malice and handed it to Gu Xingyun personally.

The once half-hearted flattery turned into a boomerang that hit both of them half a year later.

The plot that had already been changed was accidentally continued, causing the plot that was already on the right track to go off track again. The train carrying countless efforts rolled over several times in the torrent of the plot and fell heavily on the original track.

Yan Huailiu felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, and gently held the hand that was about to let go.

"So, you don't believe me, and now, do you want to kill me?"