"Shut up!" Qin Shuan glared at him, his nails digging into the ground, his back tense and arched. "You think you're a good guy? You're just a coward and a bitch who only dares to hide behind others!"
Qin Shuan's entire spirit seemed very unstable. He trembled as he looked at the powerful figure on the stage, the person who could decide his life or death with just one word.
The thought of everything he would suffer after losing his spiritual power, the cold stares, the bullying, the fear, the Tianyun Sect disciples who had always lived a happy life could not endure it. Qin Shuan could not bear it: "Master! I left a letter for Bing Nandong. If I don't get what I want, he will know everything that Tianyun Sect has hidden about him. By then, no one can make up for the loss suffered by Tianyun Sect."
The headmaster's voice remained unchanged: "What do you want?"
"I...I want to leave Tianyun Sect. Let me go. I will never show up in Tianyun Sect again. I will hide." Qin Shuan made his request in a trembling voice, but he waited for a long time without receiving an answer. In this high-pressure atmosphere, he felt like he was going crazy, and tears flowed uncontrollably. "This is just a small request! Can the Sect Master fulfill it?"
What he got in return was a cold laugh from the Sect Leader: "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. You know so much. Fan Zhiyi is not someone you can touch, and Bing Nandong is even less so."
"Master, Master, I was wrong! I won't tell you, I won't tell you even if I die. I don't know anything, I don't know anything! I was just, I was just too scared! Master, please spare my life, please spare my life! I shouldn't have asked you for anything, I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me!"
Mr. Lu looked coldly at Qin Shuan who was dragged out. He had shown all the affection he could, but it was Qin Shuan himself who did not know how to seize the opportunity and sought his own death. No one could save him.
"By the way, Changfu, how did the mission go?"
"They are all relatively easy to deal with. They are just ordinary ghosts causing trouble. But perhaps because of the influence of the Ghost Gate, there have been too many ghost attacks recently, and the power of ghosts is constantly increasing." Lu Changfu retracted his gaze.
"It's time to speed up the process and move up Nandong and Zhiyi's wedding." The Sect Master stood up with his hands behind his back and walked down with a smile. "Speaking of which, I watched you and Nandong grow up. My child is not very capable, so I will have to hand over Tianyun Sect to you in the future. Your father, Elder Lu, has also made great progress in his cultivation recently."
Lu Changfu bowed and said, "My disciple and father dare not overstep the bounds of our authority. We will remain loyal to the Tianyun Sect."
"Then do you have anything else to say?"
Mr. Lu was stunned for a second before remembering what he had promised Bing Nandong. "From what I have observed, Fan Zhiyi has been possessed by another spirit. So, Master, are you sure you still want Nandong to marry him?"
The headmaster laughed and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. As long as his physique is there, Fan Zhiyi can be anyone."
"Oh, right, there's still the competition. Zhuang Yujing and Fan Zhiyi accidentally found out something they shouldn't have. How will the Sect Leader deal with them?"
"Don't worry about it. Fan Zhiyi won't amount to anything great. As for Jiu Wanli, spread the inside story he knows secretly. There are plenty of people willing to help us get rid of Jiu Wanli. Young people act impulsively and are eager to learn, but there's a price to pay. I'll teach him a lesson on behalf of his father, and Zhuang Yujing will have to thank me."
After saying this, the headmaster patted Lu Changfu on the shoulder and said in a peaceful tone, "Good boy, persuade Nandong more. He seems to be a little disobedient lately. You grew up with him, so you can persuade him."
"Yes, this disciple will definitely live up to the master's responsibility."
Mr. Lu Chang walked out of the hall and looked up, seeing the tomorrow in the sky. All the gentle smiles disappeared from his face, and his dark eyes were like a black swamp that even the sun could not penetrate. He glanced at the closed door behind him with the corner of his eyes, and then slowly walked towards his residence.
No one is heartless. Even the most cold-blooded person, after so many years of being together, Bing Nandong's sincere affection should have warmed him up. However, compared to the illusory and invisible feelings, he prefers some real things, such as power and cultivation.
Murong Xiao walked over from a distance, glanced at Lu Changfu with disdain, then put his hands on his hips and said, "Stop, what did my father say to you?"
Mr. Lu smiled, looking good-tempered. “It’s about punishing Qin Shuan.”
"That idiot Qin Shuan." Murong Xiao crossed his arms. "I knew he would do something bad. By the way, how long will it take before Bing Nandong is killed?"
"Please be careful with your words, sir." Mr. Lu bowed and left without saying anything more.
Murong Xiao's followers were indignant: "He is just a young disciple, and his father is just an elder. How dare he speak to the young master like this!"
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These words faded away behind his ears, and Lu Changfu turned a deaf ear to them.
***
On the way back to Tianyunmen, Xu Qing's attitude remained the same as before, without much change, but it could be felt that her hostility towards Fan Zhiyi was not as great.
No one had any objection to taking a carriage back to Tianyun Gate. After all, they were still at an age where they loved to play, and they had few opportunities to go down the mountain, so they were willing to stay outside for a while longer.
But no one talked to Fan Zhiyi, so Fan Zhiyi was happy to just stare blankly, thinking about how he would face Bing Nandong when he returned to Tianyun Sect.
He was an idiot in love. How could he have to think about things related to love after coming to such a horrible and bizarre world? He felt like he was almost a decathlon master.
Damn, I don’t know how to face Bing Nandong at all.
Fan Zhiyi pounded his legs angrily. Bing Nandong was faster than the carriage at any rate. He must have reached Youshan Temple by now, or even returned to Tianyun Gate.
Fan Zhiyi sighed, and remembered the boy's red eyes and the look of disbelief as he looked at him. Fan Zhiyi felt a little sad, as if he had done something unforgivable.
Xu Qing said that she had gotten used to Fan Zhiyi's behavior. She had seen Fan Zhiyi being calm for a while and then having an attack again every day these days, and he seemed very distressed.
Even if he didn't want to face it anymore, he still returned to Tianyun Gate and stood at the door of the courtyard.
Fan Zhiyi took a deep breath, adhering to the principle that he would die sooner or later, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pushed open the door of the courtyard.
A black shadow flashed by and rushed towards him. Fan Zhiyi was startled and felt a weight on his head. He took a few steps back in pain, tears streaming down his face.
"Assassination, this is definitely assassination." He pulled the evil child off his head and held him in his arms. "Xiao Hei, how come you've gained weight after just a few days? Do you miss me, your dad?" Fan Zhiyi tossed Xiao Hei in his arms. "Oh no, in this world, you should call me dad. Do you miss me, your dad?"
"Meow~" The little black cat called out in a pinched voice, giving Fan Zhiyi face, then twisted its body and tried to run away.
The human it raised has finally returned, and the cat can continue to sleep peacefully.
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