Yu Qizhe wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, slowly stood up, raised his eyes and said: "Don't bother with the palm print."
Cheng Ying looked at his cold expression and felt inexplicably annoyed. She thought that even if the little girl saw Yu Qizhe's miserable and weak appearance, she would probably only feel distressed and not disgusted.
Yu Qizhe was so calm and indifferent because he was sure that the little girl's mind was on him.
Cheng Ying suddenly felt very bored, raised her eyelids and glanced at Yu Qizhe, "After all, we are master and disciple, don't forget to invite me to your wedding someday."
Seeing Cheng Ying admit it, Yu Qizhe was stunned for a moment, then said: "Of course, Zhan Xing will never forget the wholehearted teaching of the Master."
Cheng Ying snorted and chuckled, and put his hands behind his back. His wide sleeves covered the ebony Buddhist beads on his wrists. He glanced at the shadows in the corner and said, "Don't say that anymore. You and Lu Jin are just two little toys that I keep for fun when I'm bored. It would be ridiculous to talk about favors."
Yu Qizhe did not comment, just stood there and watched Cheng Ying leave.
Lu Jin walked out from the shadows at the corner, his face was complicated, full of confusion and shock. He asked Yu Qizhe for confirmation: "Cheng...what did Cheng Ying mean by that just now?"
"When did you come?" When Yu Qizhe saw Lu Jin appear, a rare look of strange emotion appeared on his calm face.
"Does Cheng Ying know Master?" Lu Jin seemed to be determined to get an answer, looking straight at Yu Qizhe, "Junior brother, he said that you and I are just his funny toys, what does he mean?"
Yu Qizhe stared at him for a while, then turned his head to look at the prisoner tied to the rack. The man was still unconscious. He spoke in an almost indifferent voice: "There has never been a Master Huijue in Fahua Temple. It was Cheng Ying."
Lu Jin went over these words several times in his mind before he understood what they meant. He was struck by lightning and refused to believe them. He shook his head and said, "How is it possible? How could Cheng Ying be the master?"
He was raised by Master Huijue, and all his martial arts were taught by Master Huijue. In his memory, his master had a deep understanding of Buddhism and was knowledgeable, and he was dedicated to teaching him and Yu Qizhe, an outer disciple.
"How could a monk like Master be a member of Cheng Ying's party?" Compared to Yu Qizhe's calmness, Lu Jin really couldn't accept it. In his mind, Master Huijue was not only his master, but also a father-like figure. He taught them to understand the world and to be compassionate like Buddha and to care about the world. How could he be Cheng Ying, who had blood on his hands, killed countless people, and covered the sky with one hand?
Yu Qizhe added a piece of silver charcoal to the charcoal basin, turned the iron over, and said coldly, "What's impossible?"
In fact, Yu Qizhe's heart was far from being as calm as he appeared on the surface. He just didn't show it as Lu Jin did. Even though he had guessed something because of the ebony Buddhist beads, Yu Qizhe didn't expect the truth to be like this.
The ten years of master-disciple relationship in Fahua Temple cannot be erased in a day.
Lu Jin couldn't accept it, and neither could Yu Qizhe.
But how could a person like Cheng Ying bother to make up such a lie? He probably didn't even want to think of an excuse, so when he pointed out the truth about Fahua Temple, he admitted it without any disguise.
"But... why did he accept us as his disciples and teach us martial arts? He also told me when I was a disciple that a man should live his life for the people and bring peace to the world. He wanted you and me to enter the world to make the world peaceful and prosperous!" Lu Jin said this almost gritting his teeth. After ten years of master-disciple relationship, he couldn't imagine that this was just Cheng Ying's boring amusement.
Yu Qizhe held the iron in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Whatever others do, they can speculate on their purpose, but Cheng Ying is really hard to understand? Everything happens spontaneously, without any reason at all.
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