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...
This disciple is good in every way except that he doesn't like to practice.
When it was Yu Ziheng's turn, he took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Yan Huailiu.
"Master, this is the gift I brought you when my senior brother and I went out for training. I've been carrying it with me all this time, and today I can finally give it to you."
Yan Huailiu opened it and was deeply moved when he saw the little dough figurine inside that looked somewhat like him but was extremely cute.
"This is what my Second Senior Brother and I made together. We made several, but this is the best looking..."
Yan Huailiu put it away with a smile: "Thank you, I like it very much. Okay, stretch out your hand."
Yu Ziheng did as he was told.
His cultivation level is comparable to Ling Xinghua's, but his body is a little weak.
Yan Huailiu took out a pen and paper, wrote down a prescription and handed it to him: "Drink it according to what is written on it for a month and you will be healthy again."
Chang Sui came over immediately and said, "Is this the prescription? Master, give it to me. I'll help Junior Brother Yu boil the medicine."
He was very happy to do these things.
Yu Ziheng handed it to him and said, "Thank you, Third Brother."
The system tried desperately to suppress its screams: "He's a 1, he passed! I'm so excited, thank you so much!"
Yan Huailiu made up an excuse and asked his disciples to go back. He only spoke to the system after they left.
"Xingyun is not here right now. If you want to test him, you'll have to wait."
The excited system suddenly became quiet, and spoke in a low voice after a moment.
"Well...it's not that urgent. Well, there's no need to test it when it's just the two of you."
"If you don't mind, could you please call me when there are more people around... I don't want to run into any weird scenes again..."
Yan Huailiu's hand, which was tidying up his clothes, stopped and his face turned red at the fastest speed.
He continued gritting his teeth: "Don't tell me you showed up last night."