80 Chapter 80
"That's pretty much what happened." The leading sword cultivator lowered his head in self-blame. "I'm sorry, Master Junior Brother, I didn't expect the Grand Elder to react so violently..."
Now the master's junior brother will be put in solitary confinement like Ning Caichen. It's so heartbreaking to think about it.
Xuan Mo, standing at the door, completely ignored the disciples' unusual apologies and attitudes. The moment he heard his master urgently summon him back, his heart was filled with a profound sense of loss and reluctance. His throat felt like it was clogged with something, and he lowered his head in silence for a long moment before finally speaking in a hoarse voice, "Can I speak to Ning Shu first?"
Alas, look at this half-dead, half-dead disciple of the sect leader! How different is he from Ning Caichen, who was forcibly taken away in the movie? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his actions were exactly the same as that bastard Xu Hengzi. The disciple nodded repeatedly with guilt, "Of course! Go talk to Ning Shu!"
When the group of sword-cultivating disciples thought of the scene of the two of them reluctantly saying goodbye, they felt their hearts broken.
"We're not in a hurry, just say goodbye!"
"Yes, ask her to wait for you. We'll go back and explain things properly. The Supreme Elder will let you out!"
"That's right, the Sect Master and the Grand Elder are not unreasonable people like Xu Hengzi..."
Amidst the disciples' chattering and comforting voices, Xuan Mo walked with heavy steps to the door of Ning Shu's room.
The door opened shortly after the knock. Looking at the beautiful face he had longed for, Xuan Mo felt very sad for the first time. He lowered his head, not wanting the other person to see his red eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Ning Shu, I'm here to say goodbye. Master urgently called me back, and we may not be able to see each other for a long time..."
What? You're my mainstay! I've already started planning the next 1, 2, 3, 4 idol dramas and 5, 6, 7, 8 variety shows. Lately, you've been getting more and more fans, like moms, girlfriends, and couples. You're a rising star! How could you die so quickly?
Ning Shu was shocked when she heard this. She subconsciously reached out and firmly grasped Xuan Mo's hands. "Are you really leaving? Why so suddenly?" Her wide, almond-shaped eyes were filled with a radiant light. She spoke with reluctance, "Did something happen in the sect? Did your master find out about our work contract? Does he disapprove?"
Xuan Mo lowered his head and hadn't answered yet when suddenly a gasp came from the corner. Ning Shu subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and found that several male cultivators dressed as sword cultivators were walking up the stairs awkwardly.
The leading sword cultivator held a sword that Ning Shu was very familiar with. "Sorry to bother you, our leader dropped his natal spirit sword in a hurry. We wanted to catch up and return it to him..."
Who knew that before I could even say anything, I would hear such a conversation.
Sure enough, they were real! Jian Xiu was both excited and sad, but he had to pretend to be serious on the surface: "Then you guys continue chatting, we first..."
"You're all Xuan Mo's fellow apprentices, right?" Ning Shu took the initiative, inviting them to talk warmly and sincerely. "Xuan Mo has performed very well under me. If you're not in a hurry, why not have a cup of tea here before leaving?"
In a quiet and peaceful tea room on the top floor, Ning Shu and Xuan Mo sat side by side. Opposite them sat the sword disciples with serious expressions. Steam rose from the teacups on the table. There was silence for a long time without anyone speaking.
"So, Xuan Mo's master already knows that Xuan Mo is with me, and he doesn't agree with Xuan Mo staying in the Hehuan Sect?" Ning Shu, who finally understood the whole story, broke the silence. She lowered her head in frustration and sighed, "Why is this happening... We haven't treated him unfairly..."
"I'm sorry... The Grand Elder and the Sect Master don't have a good impression of the Hehuan Sect." The leading disciple also sighed, "Anyway, Master's orders are unbearable. We must set off now..."
"Wow, Xuan Mo, I can't bear to leave you..." Ning Shu held Xuan Mo's hand reluctantly, but no matter how reluctant she was, she couldn't hold on to her apprentice, so she had to take out the entertainment contract that Xuan Mo had signed from the drawer with tears in her eyes:
"Alright, our Hehuan Sect isn't a rogue company that makes money from severance pay. Since you've made up your mind, let's sign the termination agreement. I won't ask you to pay any money. I'll also have the accountant pay Xuan Mo the remaining unpaid wages as soon as possible... Just sign here..."
She pointed to the name of Party B in the termination contract and handed over the pen reluctantly.
Xuan Mo was also feeling very uncomfortable. He lowered his head to take the brush from Ning Shu's hand. He tugged once but it didn't budge. He tugged again but it still didn't budge. He looked up at Ning Shu and saw that she was holding the brush tightly in her hand. Her eyes were glistening with tears as she looked at him pitifully: "Xuan Mo..."
This is the only popular young actor I have! Ji Chuanbai was like this, and Xuan Mo is like this now. I will definitely have conflicts with those white-bearded old men in my life! Ning Shu's heart was filled with sadness, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the pen.
Alas, our entertainment company has become a women's army again...
Others didn't know that Ning Shu was a career-minded person who was dedicated to the public good. They only saw Ning Shu's pair of affectionate (??) eyes almost glued to Xuan Mo, and she was reluctant to let go of the pen in her hand, and her eyes were filled with tears as she looked over...
Alas, this scene is so similar to Nie Xiaoqian! The sword cultivators on the opposite side couldn't help but look heartbroken.
Xuan Mo couldn't stand Ning Shu's gaze from the first day he met her. Now, seeing Ning Shu holding the pen tightly and still reluctant to leave him, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ning Shu's eyes: "I'm not leaving. We won't terminate the contract."
"Really?" Ning Shu's eyes lit up instantly, but then he looked worried: "Then your master..."
"I'll write him a letter to explain." Xuan Mo held Ning Shu's hand and promised her: "No one can separate us. Even if we are separated, I will definitely try my best to come back to you!"
Ning Shu, who was still immersed in sadness just now: ...
Although, this oath is so familiar, Ji Chuanbai seems to have said the same thing.
Your words are just like a flag! Ning Shu suddenly woke up.
Unfortunately, Xuan Mo didn't know about the vows of love that Ji Chuanbai and Zi Qiu had made. He looked at the sword-cultivating disciples with a determined look:
"I can't leave with you. If you don't agree, then we'll have to fight it out with swords."
The sword cultivators were already moved to tears, and they would never do something like Fahai did to break up a couple. They immediately stood up and were about to leave. The leading sword cultivator gave them a heartfelt warning:
"Then you must be careful of the Supreme Elder. If he insists on coming, I'm afraid no one can resist him."
"Wait, wait a moment. I don't think we can handle this issue so crudely!" Ning Shu finally stopped them. Then she looked into Xuan Mo's eyes seriously and said, "Xuan Mo, are you really willing to keep signing with me? Even if you leave, will you find a way to come back?"
"Well, it's a deal." Xuan Mo's ears turned slightly red. He remembered what Ning Shu had said before, so he held out his pinky finger and said, "Let's make a promise for a hundred years."
"Okay, I believe you!" Ning Shu felt relieved after receiving the other party's assurance. She stretched out her pinky finger and hooked it with the other party's: "Let's pinky promise! Then let's work together to find a way to convince your master!"
Then she looked at the sword cultivators who were standing still after being stopped by her. "That's right. We plan to find a way to convince Xuan Mo's master to let him stay. I wonder if you are willing to help us?"
"It's a pinky promise! They've made a pinky promise!" One of the sword cultivators with an expressionless face hinted with a crazy look.
"I saw it too!" The other sword cultivators also signaled with their eyes.
I had originally thought I'd have to personally separate them this time, but I didn't expect to witness the Hehuan Sect's young master being so reluctant to part with his junior brother, who was willing to disobey his master's orders to be with Ning Shu. They even made a pinky promise! They're still holding hands!
Who understands this feeling? I even want to take out the Spirit Shadow Stone and record this scene fiercely!
Huh? I still have a chance to bring this couple together! What are you waiting for? Go, go, go!
"What do you need us to do?" The leading swordsman was the first to sit back in his original seat. His cheeks flushed slightly from the nervousness of not knowing whether he had to go against the sect master and the supreme elder. He said very reservedly: "We will not do anything to betray the sect." Anything else is fine.
"Of course not, we just want to change the stereotype of the Qingfeng Sword Sect towards the Hehuan Sect." Ning Shu also pulled Xuan Mo to sit down and immediately emphasized: "As long as your Supreme Elder agrees that Xuan Mo will be with me, it will be fine. I will definitely not do anything to harm the Qingfeng Sword Sect!"
The most important thing is not to follow in Ji Chuanbai's footsteps and solve the family problems of his popular artists once and for all.
"What are you going to do?" Xuan Mo sat aside, trying to suppress the corner of his mouth that was raised: "Master... is very stubborn..."
After all, he is a powerful swordsman who has lived for thousands of years. Once he makes up his mind, few people can change it.
"Well, that's how old people are. Besides, your master has been living in seclusion in the sect for a long time and must not have been exposed to new things." Ning Shu nodded in affirmation: "So, Xuan Mo, it's useless for you to just write a letter back. It might even backfire. I think it's best for you to go back."
"Or... I have to go back..." Xuan Mo lowered his head in disappointment.
"Don't worry, you're not not coming back!" Ning Shu held Xuan Mo's hand and comforted him, "You have a mission when you go back, and that is to completely change the bad impression that Qingfeng Sword Sect has of our Hehuan Sect!
Once your master knows that our Hehuan Sect is not a dangerous place and that you will live well here, he will naturally feel at ease to let you come back!"
"But how exactly do we do that?" the sword cultivator sitting across from them objected. "That might not be easy. No offense, but changing your reputation won't happen overnight."
"I have a solution! Just as Nightless City and Chaoyin City changed, the Qingfeng Sword Sect can also change!" Ning Shu took out the golden-glowing bud of the bipedal tree from his Qiankun bag:
"All those stereotypes are due to lack of understanding. All you need to do is look up more information online!"
There is nothing that can't be solved by surfing the Internet. If there is, just surf the Internet for a while longer.
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