Han Qianyu was immediately furious when she heard this: "What's wrong? Except for yours, all the other halls in the sect have their own significance. For example, this Qiankun Hall is where business is handled!"
"Originally, there was only one spot here, so you were the only one who could handle it! Now, you and Master's Wife... no, you and Master Yun are running around everywhere, and we, the poor disciples, have to help you with all these things..."
"Master..." Han Qianyu's disciple weakly poked her hand and said, "But you didn't deal with it... It was us disciples who handled it..."
"Shut up!" Han Qianyu's face flushed red after being humiliated by her disciple. She shouted, "You handled two hundred matters yesterday, and today you have to handle five hundred!"
"Grandmaster..." Han Qianyu's disciple looked at Xu Jiujun for help, meaning, I am here to help you, you can't just stand by and watch me die.
"......" Xu Jiujun coughed twice and said, "Well, Xiaoyu, you will handle the affairs today."
"I see your disciple has extraordinary bones. I will teach her a few moves..."
Han Qianyu said with disbelief: "Master, can you find a better reason..."
"Which of our disciples has learned your moves?"
"Or rather, let's put your moves aside, just take the sword-poetry technique. Who among us has the talent to learn it?"
At the same time, the sky in the divine realm was a little dark, with bursts of thunder, and it seemed that a storm was about to come.
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