"Master!"

Feng Su suddenly ran towards the entrance of the Enforcement Hall.

Li Ze belatedly looked towards the door after hearing the sound.

The woman approaching was dressed in white. She was backlit, and her slender, graceful figure alone was enough to make one's heart flutter.

When Feng Su ran up to Yu Yan, he suddenly stopped.

He looked up at her, his phoenix eyes beneath the mask filled with affection and longing.

Yu Yan was momentarily stunned by his gaze.

She didn't pull away when the child hugged her, and by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late to back down.

Feng Su held Yu Yan nervously, not daring to use force, but carefully embracing her.

When the other person didn't push him away as he feared, it felt like a firework exploded in his mind.

"Master, where did you go?" Feng Su asked sullenly.

"Master, you've finally arrived! He bullied my senior brother and me!"

Li Ze's voice suddenly burst out, and Feng Su turned his head and gave him an unfriendly look.

Li Ze grinned and pointed at Song Luo, looking at Yu Yan.

"Oh? You don't seem like someone who's bullying me."

Yu Yan replied casually.

She put her hands on Feng Su's shoulders and pushed Tuanzi away with a little force.

Feng Su took a step back, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Li Ze scratched his head. "Master, what are you saying? I'm about to be bullied and haven't even had a chance to get a chance yet."

"I have met Venerable Yan..."

Song Luo bowed, utterly dejected.

He never imagined that what those two brats... their disciples said was true.

They really are disciples of Venerable Yan.

But no news has come out!

Yu Yan had already learned of the dispute in the Enforcement Hall through her divine sense.

She was somewhat relieved that her two apprentices hadn't been bullied.

She didn't even glance at Song Luo, only saying,

"Go and accept your punishment."

Song Luo: "Yes...yes."

Song Luo had never regretted anything so much. He hadn't earned any spirit stones, and now he was likely to lose his position as a steward.

Yan Huifeng

Yu Yan's sleeve was grabbed by Feng Su.

She looked down at him, her beautiful peach blossom eyes full of interest. "Why are you dragging your teacher along?"

The woman stood under the peach tree, a few pink petals falling from her dark hair.

Feng Su looked up at her, his gaze flickering away from the petals.

"Master, where have you gone?"

He repeated the question she hadn't answered earlier.

Her clear, phoenix eyes held a hint of stubbornness.

It seemed they absolutely needed to get an answer from Yu Yan.

"I went out to take care of some business."

Yu Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, her upturned eyes revealing a confrontation that Feng Su couldn't understand.

He suddenly let go of her hand.

When he finally mustered the courage to look her in the eye again, everything he had just witnessed seemed like an illusion.

"Master, Master," he called out unconsciously.

Even if he was stupid, he would understand that his master didn't want to tell him.

"Uncle-Master, who is this junior disciple?"

Mu Nanyu's voice suddenly came out.

Yu Yan was not surprised to see him; everything on Yan Hui Peak was under her control.

Feng Su looked at the newcomer warily. Who was he?

“Feng Su, this is your Senior Brother Mu.”

Feng Su?

Mu Nanyu's gaze fell heavily on the boy.

“Senior Brother Mu.” Feng Su met his gaze without flinching.

"So it's your martial uncle's newly accepted disciple."

Mu Nanyu suddenly laughed, and he returned to his gentle and refined demeanor.

As he spoke, he patted Feng Su's head.

The other person's brows furrowed deeply beneath the mask.

He tried to avoid his touch, but the other person seemed to be deliberately going against him, determined not to let him have his way.