"In that case, don't think about it anymore. From now on, you can only have room for me in your heart." Yan Ziyuan held his hand tightly, speaking word by word with a stern face, as if giving a warning.
Yan Xi looked into his eyes, inexplicably wanting to rely on him, "Yeah!"
He slowly curled his lips and smiled, not being afraid or angry at Yan Ziyuan's warning.
Two days later, the Qixingmen held a ceremony to welcome the disciples in front of the stone statue of the Qixingmen’s founder.
The apprenticeship ceremony begins with the head disciple.
Every disciple will be awarded a peacock feather made of special materials by his or her master.
Once the Peacock Feather falls into the hands of the newcomer, it means that the master-disciple relationship is formally established.
When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.
If something happens to a disciple, the master will be the first to notice it.
At the same time, the disciples also have to offer tea to their master. If the master drinks their tea, it means that the master accepts the master-disciple relationship, otherwise it is not the case.
Yan Ziyuan, Yan Xi and others lined up in a row, quietly waiting for the awarding ceremony.
Everyone followed the procedure of the ceremony and completed each step.
When it came to Yan Ziyuan, Zi Yang Zhenren on the stage stared at him intently, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if he was expecting something.
Yan Ziyuan caught a glimpse of his expression and also curled his lips.
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he slowly walked onto the stage, each step very steady.
True Man Zi Yang was slightly stunned, and the curve of his lips froze.
What happened? Surprisingly, nothing happened.
Yan Ziyuan came up to him with a smile, knelt down, and offered him the tea he had brewed with both hands, with a well-behaved expression, "Master, please have some tea."
Zhenren Zi Yang came back to his senses, smiled faintly, and reached out to take it, but for some reason, his hand suddenly lost control and violently overturned the tea in Yan Ziyuan's hand, and the tea instantly splashed all over him.
In an instant, the whole audience fell silent.
Yan Xi was the first to react. He trotted over, squatted down, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe him. "Ziyuan, are you okay?"
He suddenly ran over, which was beyond Yan Ziyuan's expectation. He was interrupted while he was building up his emotions.
Looking at the child who was hurriedly wiping him clean, his cold heart softened instantly, "I'm fine."
"How can you be okay? Your hands are all red, you must have been burned." Yan Xi frowned, a little worried.
Hearing this, Yan Ziyuan was startled, pulled his hand out, raised his head and looked at Master Ziyang, and smiled knowingly, "It's okay, it's not Master's fault, I accidentally spilled the tea."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xi was stunned.
Why does this sound a bit weird?
What a familiar sentence pattern.
Yan Ziyuan's words brought everyone back to their senses.
Everyone woke up as if from a dream.
"No way? I clearly saw that it was Master Ziyang who spilled the tea. Could it be that Master Ziyang is not very satisfied with his disciple Yan Ziyuan?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Yan Ziyuan made a stunning debut in the testing hall. He's a true genius. I heard that Master Ziyang himself won him over as his disciple. How could he not be satisfied?"
"If that's true, then why did Master Ziyang do that just now? If he didn't accept Yan Ziyuan's tea, doesn't that mean he doesn't accept this master-disciple relationship? Yan Ziyuan must have done something in the past few days to anger Master Ziyang."
The people nearby were immediately displeased when they heard this. "Although I'm not from Jingxin Peak, I've also heard that Yan Ziyuan has been cooking for Master Ziyang every day these past few days. Not only that, he's also been incredibly kind to his junior brother Yan Xi. How could he have angered Master Ziyang? I think there's probably some shameful secret going on."
Everyone was talking at once and making a lot of noise.
The headmaster saw it and shouted, "Silence!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent instantly.
The headmaster looked at the silent Ziyang Master, walked over, helped Yan Ziyuan up, looked at Ziyang Master, frowned and said, "Ziyang, what's going on?"
True Man Zi Yang moved and glanced at Yan Ziyuan, who was at a loss and slightly injured. He felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
He didn't know what was going on either.
The body seems to be out of control.
But he wouldn't say these words.
How could he, with all his pride, expose himself to the possibility of being controlled by others?
True Man Zi Yang said calmly, "Master, I'm fine. I just got a cramp in my hand for some reason, which is why I'm in this situation."
"Cramps? I don't think Master Zi Yang is suffering from cramps, but rather from true love." Master Luo Chen, who was not afraid of trouble, said jokingly.
He has always been at odds with Master Zi Yang.
He felt from the bottom of his heart that this person was very hypocritical, pretending to be noble and conceited all day long, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Luochen." The leader called him with a serious expression.
Master Luochen snorted coldly and stopped talking.
He's just a genius, why do you defend him so much?
He is a genius, and his disciples are also top geniuses.
To be honest, he's quite annoying.
But now that he found out that Master Zi Yang and Yan Ziyuan didn't have a good relationship, he began to feel secretly happy.
Tsk, he has to let the top genius see what kind of person his master is.
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