"But…"
Long Buji still couldn't accept it and wanted to negotiate again.
"Uncle Long, do you think this title is inappropriate?"
Fan Qiyue leaned forward and smiled, "What should I do if I really like it?"
"You...you like this nickname?"
Long Bujie, who had initially been somewhat resistant, immediately trembled upon hearing these words and looked at Fan Qiyue with some difficulty.
"Uh-huh."
A sly glint flashed in Fan Qiyue's eyes, but she nodded earnestly, "Uncle Long, I like it very much."
"Well... since you like it..."
Looking into those gentle eyes, as calm as autumn water, Long Bujie couldn't bring himself to refuse. He closed his eyes with a death-defying resolve and said, "Then... then... then shout."
"Pfft... Hahaha..."
Seeing Long Buji's unruly appearance, Fan Qiyue finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He only wanted to tease Long Buji, but he didn't expect him to agree. Moreover, the expression full of enlightenment was really hilarious.
"What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"
At this moment, Zhan Wushuang's cheerful voice came from outside the door, and soon Jun Feijue and the others arrived as well.
"Ah, Senior Brother Long, you're finally awake!"
Upon seeing Long Buji, Ji Fanya immediately ran forward with joy and took out a bowl of steaming hot porridge from his storage space. "I've been keeping it warm for you, just waiting for you to wake up. This is a special recipe that I made, and it will be very beneficial for your recovery."
"Thank you, junior brother."
Seeing this, Long Buji felt a warmth in his heart and quickly reached out to take it.
"We're all fellow disciples, no need to be so polite."
Upon being thanked, Ji Fanya blushed slightly and waved her small hand shyly.
"That's right, it's best that you're okay."
At this moment, Zhan Wushuang stepped forward and grabbed Ji Fanya's chubby little hand, looking at Long Buji and saying, "You should thank your master. She went directly to the dean to seek justice for you."
"What!"
Upon hearing this and looking at the frail little girl before him, Long Bujie was startled and immediately asked anxiously, "Is Master alright?"
"It's nothing."
Jun Feijue said calmly.
"Thank you, Master."
The concern shown by everyone instantly calmed Long Bujie's anxiety about regaining his memories.
But soon, his expression changed, and he said nervously, "Master, I... I've regained all my memories, and my real age is indeed twenty-four..."
Over the past few days, Long Buji has learned some things about the murder case doll gang.
I also know a bit about Jun Feijue's personality; she has always only taken on younger apprentices.
Now that he's actually so old, he's really afraid of being expelled from his sect.
He really loves this place and doesn't want to leave at all.
"You are you."
Soon, under Long Buji's unwavering gaze, Jun Feijue spoke calmly, "A disciple is a disciple, and will not change."
"Master..."
This promise instantly dispelled all of Long Buji's unease, replacing it with boundless gratitude.
"Take good care of yourselves."
Jun Feijue remained calm, then slowly extended his hand towards him, "To take your pulse."
"yes."
This time, Long Buji's eyes were slightly red. Although he didn't know Jun Feijue's intentions, he still reached out his hand without hesitation.
"What has become of heaven and earth?"
After circulating his profound energy within Long Buji's body, Jun Feijue asked calmly.
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