"Little girl, are you serious?" Tian Nanxing's small eyes gleamed. This deal was simple enough; the person this little girl was looking for was right in front of him. But for him, this disciple of hers was someone he couldn't find even with a lantern.
"Still cooking? Stop calling me little girl, I'm not little anymore. Master, just call me Ziyan or Yan'er." Nangong Ziyan said cutely. Having a master, especially a Venerable one, is not bad, it will be helpful for traveling in the martial arts world.
"Yan'er, you've already called me 'Old Man Master,' so from now on you're my disciple, Tian Nanxing's disciple. If anyone dares to bully you, just mention my name, Tian Nanxing, and I guarantee they'll wet their pants in fear." Tian Nanxing's expression was bright and cheerful, he couldn't stop smiling. Everything depends on fate. He had been searching for a suitable disciple for many years, but tonight he had inexplicably come here, only to find that his little disciple was already waiting for him.
Back by the fire, Bei Ming Haotian still leaned against the big tree, but his dark eyes never left Nangong Ziyan. She seemed to have no worries, and her pretty face was always filled with a happy smile. Even he, who rarely smiled, was infected by her joy.
"Master, please accept my bow." Nangong Ziyan held a teacup in her hand and respectfully handed it to Tian Nanxing, formally becoming his disciple.
"Good! Good! Master's good disciple, get up quickly." Tian Nanxing couldn't stop smiling. He, Tian Nanxing, would have a disciple one day. It was something he had been dreaming of!
Bei Ming Haotian looked at Nangong Ziyan with a faint smile. Having Master Nanxing as Yan'er's master was the best thing ever.
Nangong Ziyan got up happily, turned around and winked at Beiming Haotian. She looked so cute that Beiming Haotian smiled gently.
"Master, now you can tell Yan'er where that person named Tian'er is!"
"Cough cough...!" Tian Nanxing, who was drinking tea, choked on her tea when Nangong Ziyan asked her a question.
"My dear disciple, it's pitch black, what are we supposed to do!" Tian Nanxing glared fiercely at Bei Ming Haotian. This kid was right in front of them, yet he stubbornly refused to admit it.
Bei Ming Haotian lowered his eyes. He was focused on avenging his great grudge, so how could he indulge in romantic love, especially given his special status...
"Then tell Ziyan, Master, is he doing well? Is he married?" Nangong Ziyan blushed and was going crazy. Why was she still fixated on this question? Whenever she thought of that person named Tian'er, her mind would involuntarily drift in that direction.
“He’s not doing well. He’s very lonely. With that icy face of his, he might never get married in his life,” Tian Nanxing said sadly to Bei Minghaotian.
This brat, he'd never seen him smile in all these years, but tonight, he saw him smile all night long. In this world, women still have the greatest influence on men. His master, who loved him to the core, always wore a sour face.
Bei Ming Haotian glared fiercely at Tian Nanxing. Why did he say all this to Yan'er?
"Waaah...!" After hearing Tian Nanxing's words, Nangong Ziyan couldn't help but want to cry. She herself didn't understand why this was happening.
-End of this chapter-
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