Chapter 477 Lin Muhan X Yan Anhuai Side Story (Part 4)
Master Park pointed at the two men with trembling hands, his voice shaking as he helplessly asked, "What...what are you two doing?"
Yan Anhuai didn't have time to tie his belt, so he just haphazardly gathered his clothes together and stared blankly at his master, "Master? Why are you here?"
From Master Pu's perspective, Yan Anhuai's clothes were disheveled and his hair was loose. He had even slapped Lin Muhan when he came in. All these signs made it seem to him that his stupid disciple had been bullied by that demon king and was being ripped off.
"Stupid disciple, go cook first. I have something to talk to him about."
"But……"
Master Park glared at him, and Yan Anhuai didn't dare to say anything, seeing his master's serious expression.
Before leaving, Yan Anhuai gave Lin Muhan a glare.
He'll settle accounts with Lin Muhan after his master leaves. Why is he tearing his clothes and getting handsy? He's like a pervert from a romance novel.
After Yan Anhuai left, Master Park used his talisman to imprison Lin Muhan on the bed. Seeing Master Park's actions, Lin Muhan couldn't help but sneer.
"Master, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean? Shouldn't I be asking you that, Demon King?"
Lin Muhan narrowed his eyes, the demonic power in his hand was almost fully formed.
"Demon King, do you really want to fight me? Aren't you afraid... that you'll expose your hiding place? I imagine your brother is already itching to get rid of you, isn't he?"
Lin Muhan's face was so cold that it made one feel as if they were in the dead of winter, and his whole body radiated coldness.
"Then what is the reason that the Grand Master specifically sent Yan Anhuai away?"
"Ha, you still have the nerve to ask me? What did you just do to my stupid disciple?"
Lin Muhan said calmly, "Ah, he's wearing the wrong clothes. I'll help him put them back on."
Master Park didn't believe his explanation.
"Ha, do you think I'd believe your nonsense? If you really just wanted to help him get dressed, would he have slapped you? You still have that red mark on your face!"
Lin Muhan: "..."
Could he say that Yan Anhuai also misunderstood?
"He misunderstood. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked him to help him. As soon as I untied his belt, he misunderstood and slapped me. Did I say anything?"
Master Park hissed. Given his disciple's personality, this situation was not impossible.
"You're really not lying to me?"
"Why would I lie to you? Your apprentice looks rather dim-witted. Do you think I would actually have any feelings for him? On the contrary, your apprentice treats me like a pillow. Did you see me bite him?"
Master Park: What...what is that?
Lin Muhan felt that she had more patience for Yan Anhuai than she had for her idiot brother back then.
If it were Lin Mingji, he would have beaten him up long ago.
How could I have survived until now?
"You slept with him?!" Master Park gasped, staring at him in disbelief.
"In a sense, yes, but it was my real body. He felt cool and clung to me tightly, refusing to let go. I almost got strangled to death!"
Lin Muhan spoke through gritted teeth, his face expressionless.
Master Park was speechless, unable to find the words to scold him, after all, this was something his disciple was capable of doing.
"Then you'd better keep your identity a closely guarded secret. An Huai is afraid of snakes, especially snakes like you!"
If his foolish apprentice knew that he insisted on sleeping with a snake all night, he would probably go crazy and be crying his eyes out.
It could scare him half to death.
"That Taoist priest's talisman..."
"Don't worry, although our Qingyu Temple is not a famous Taoist temple and our strength is not great, we will not stand by and watch you die. Even if An Huai knew that you were a demon, he would still save you."
"Why?"
"Because he's stupid? Or is it because he's kind-hearted?" Master Park didn't hesitate to criticize his disciple.
Lin Muhan: "..."
This is a true master and disciple, but he is skeptical of the statement that "Qingyu Temple is not strong".
As a demon king, he was already adept at concealing his demonic aura. Not to mention anything else, even the abbot of Xingyue Temple couldn't see his true identity. Yet this Taoist priest Pu actually saw through his identity at a glance, which truly surprised him for a moment.
His strength is extraordinary; in any case, he had never heard of such a person before.
"Then I won't bother you anymore. As for An Huai, you can explain it yourself..." Anyway, it's none of his business.
After Master Pu left, Yan Anhuai also returned.
The first thing he did upon returning was to question Lin Muhan, "Tell me, why did you lay a hand on me just now?!"
"It's all because you wore the wrong clothes. I wanted to help you, but you slapped me instead." By the end, Lin Muhan was almost laughing out of anger at Yan Anhuai.
He always falls into this person's trap.
It was a major Waterloo in his life.
"Ah? Is that so?" Yan Anhuai was completely stunned. Sometimes Lin Muhan even wondered how someone as shrewd as Master Pu could have taken in such a foolish disciple.
Forget it, he won't argue with a fool.
"Okay, come here, I'll redo it for you."
Yan Anhuai said "Oh" and obediently stood in front of Lin Muhan, looking at the handprint on his cheek with embarrassment, feeling extremely guilty.
If he had known, he would have just held back.
He casually slapped him across the face.
Lin Muhan carefully helped him put on his clothes, and then looked at the messy hair on his head. Even though he wasn't usually a perfectionist, the demon's obsessive-compulsive tendencies kicked in.
"Bring me a comb, let me comb your hair. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you for having such a messy hairstyle all the time?"
"Don't be afraid, you'll get used to it."
Lin Muhan: "..."
After a long silence, he sighed, "You really are something else!"
He had never met anyone as magnanimous as Yan Anhuai.
"Actually, you didn't have to tell me. I know I'm easygoing, so there's no need for you all to emphasize this to me, right?"
Lin Muhan carefully tied his hair up, and it looked noticeably different from the messy little dog he had been before.
Although she still looks innocent and foolish.
Yan Anhuai looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, very pleased with Lin Muhan's cooking. "I must say, although you are quite fickle, you can be quite considerate at times. You have the qualities to be a good wife and mother."
"Thank you, but I don't need to praise you."
Do these sound like compliments?
"I'm so sorry about earlier. I thought you were some kind of pervert like in those stories, plotting something against me, so I..."
Lin Muhan's face darkened immediately.
He gave Yan Anhuai a cold look. "Me... a pervert?"
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