Even though I know that Master has repeatedly emphasized not to care about appearances.

But he still couldn't be completely without reservations.

Yu Yan glanced at the boy's charred and tattered disciple robes, which had been struck by lightning, and sighed softly.

"Go change your clothes first," Yu Yan said.

As if only then realizing the tattered state of his clothes, Feng Su blinked slightly, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

He gave a low "yes" and then quickly turned and went back into the house.

Yu Yan noticed the tattered fabric behind him, which was clearly different from the other "damaged" areas, and she frowned slightly.

Next time, she will definitely teach him a proper way to resist the lightning tribulation.

Yanhui Hall

Yu Yan took out the communication stones that had been used to gather messages over the past two years.

Among them were messages from senior brother, Ningning… but the most messages came from Lou Qinghan!

She immediately realized that this person had probably angered Ningning again.

Yu Yan casually placed Lou Qinghan's communication stone aside.

She wanted to ignore it for the time being and listen to his final words.

After hearing all the other news, Yu Yan slowly smiled warmly.

When Feng Su came in after tidying herself up, this was the scene she saw.

His hair was still damp from his shower.

Seeing Yu Yan's bright smile, the young man couldn't help but smile too, infected by her joy.

"Master."

Feng Su walked up to Yu Yan.

Unsurprisingly, he saw a pile of communication stones that the woman had placed on the table.

Feng Su's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but recall the time he sent a message to his master and received no response, so he immediately looked away.

Two halves of a mask, split open by lightning, appeared in his hand.

Feng Su slowly presented the fragments to Yu Yan, his gaze fixed intently on the woman.

"Master, it's broken."

The boy's voice was full of frustration.

The mask his master gave him was one he failed to cherish.

Yu Yan's gaze swept over the two fragments, and the next moment she reached out and took them.

"It's broken, so be it. We'll buy a new one when we go down the mountain later."

As she spoke, Yu Yan began to put the mask away.

Feng Su's breathing became disordered, and he quickly reached out to stop him.

"etc!"

The boy grabbed Yu Yan's arm without any regard for propriety, only to belatedly realize his mistake and quickly let go.

He stopped Yu Yan's movements, and she looked at him in confusion.

Feng Su stood with his hands behind his back, his palms still seemingly retaining the sensation of holding his master's wrist.

Master's wrists were so thin, it seemed as if he could snap them in two with the slightest force.

Hidden beneath his sleeves, his large, well-defined hands clenched tightly.

Feng Su's expression was tense. He lowered his voice and spoke slowly.

"Although the mask is broken, Master, could you please give it to me to dispose of?"

Yu Yan picked up the shards and examined them closely. She had probably misunderstood Feng Su's meaning. She frowned and said...

"It's already cracked like this, it can't be repaired."

While Yu Yan was holding it up, Feng Su immediately reached out and took it.

"It's alright, disciple will keep it," Feng Su said.

Before Yu Yan could say anything more, Feng Su changed the subject again.

"Master, may you accompany your disciple down the mountain?"

Yu Yan knew he was referring to buying a new mask.

She glanced at the communication stones scattered across the table, used a little magic to collect them, and then stood up.

Let's go.

She had just come out of quarantine, so it would be nice for her to go out for a walk.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Feng Su's eyes as he turned and followed Yu Yan.

I just realized that not wearing a mask when facing my master isn't so unacceptable after all.

His master's gaze never lingered on his scars for even a moment longer.

However, neither the master nor the disciple noticed that the moment Yu Yan put away the communication stone, Lou Qinghan's stone flashed again.