I tried to distance myself from the overly close relationship between the two of them, but how far could I retreat?
He placed his hand lightly on Jiang Muyao's shoulder, applied a little force with his fingers, and began to massage gently.
Jiang Muyao trembled slightly, her body subconsciously tensed, but under Pei Linyuan's massage technique, she gradually relaxed and unconsciously let out a light hum.
Just when the ambiguous atmosphere between the two was escalating.
The door was suddenly pushed open by Chu Xiaoxuan.
Jiang Muyao hurriedly moved away from Pei Linyuan's breath range. The back of her head should have hit the back of the chair, but it hit Pei Linyuan's big palm instead.
"Be careful."
She pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea, but found that the cup was already empty...
"Sister Jiang, I arranged for Master and the others to stay next door!"
Chu Xiaoxuan came in skipping and jumping, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere in the room.
Her voice stopped abruptly because she noticed Pei Linyuan's murderous eyes.
"(⊙o⊙)..., am I... coming at the wrong time?"
Jiang Muyao coughed lightly, and the tips of her ears were still pink.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Now that everyone is here, then..."
As she stood up, she glared at Pei Linyuan imperceptibly.
"No hurry, let them wait."
Pei Linyuan suddenly spoke, slowly adjusting his cuffs.
Jiang Muyao didn't hear what he said clearly, she just stared at Pei Linyuan's hands...
These two bony hands...
Jiang Muyao suddenly came back to her senses. She must have been confused by the man's tea and started to have wild thoughts.
By the time I reacted, Chu Xiaoxuan had already disappeared.
She suddenly turned around and grabbed Pei Linyuan's tie.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Pei Linyuan took a step forward, and their noses were almost touching:
"I thought it was obvious."
"Chasing you..."
Jiang Muyao's hand trembled and the tie slipped from her fingertips. She opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words.
The man's straightforward words made her a little confused...
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Jiang Muyao sat there with an indifferent expression. She had no intention of meeting anyone from Xuanmen at first.
I'm really too lazy to deal with those complicated interpersonal relationships and disputes between sects.
Lin Xiuyuan’s matter is like a thorn. Although it doesn’t hurt or itch, it always makes people feel uncomfortable.
She could have ignored it, but thinking of those three old leaders...
Jiang Muyao secretly thought in her heart that the person behind this did not know her background yet.
He was so eager to push her to the opposite side of Xuanmen.
However, they miscalculated.
How could others know what Jiang Muyao was thinking!
She had no obligation to help them unravel the mystery or care who was the traitor.
Humph, who cares about whoever she wants? As long as those people don’t come hanging around in front of her, she won’t bother to pay any attention to them.
Now, the power of merit and faith is almost gone, it's time to deal with some people...
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"Master, elders!"
"Why should we be so humble? No matter how powerful Jiang Muyao is, would she dare to become an enemy of the entire Xuanmen?"
Gu Shulan's voice was sharp and piercing. She really couldn't understand where Jiang Muyao got such great face.
"Am I wrong? We've been here for so long, and she hasn't even shown up..."
She continued to talk relentlessly.
"Did I ask you to come?"
Jiang Muyao's cold voice suddenly rang out, and the door of the private room was pushed open by her.
Gu Shulan felt a little embarrassed. After all, she was caught talking bad about someone behind his back.
"Go on? Did I ask you to come?"
Jiang Muyao smiled harmlessly, looking at Gu Shulan calmly with her eyes.
Gu Shulan was frightened by Jiang Muyao's powerful aura, her throat tightened and she couldn't say a word.
He could only look to his master, Wenhe, for help.
The head of the sect, Wen He, stepped forward with a mellow smile to smooth things over:
"Miss Jiang, my disciple is ignorant..."
Jiang Muyao nodded gently, shifting her gaze from Gu Shulan to Wen He:
"Is it because they are ignorant? The young ones are ignorant, and the old ones are also ignorant?"
As soon as she said this, everyone in the room felt that Jiang Muyao was going too far and was too disrespectful to her seniors!
Lingxi wanted to step forward to smooth things over and was just about to speak.
Jiang Muyao dropped a bombshell.
"I don't know what your Xuanmen habit is. She's obviously your own daughter, but you insist on calling her your disciple?"
"What"
Gu Shulan suddenly looked up, her eyes full of disbelief.
Everyone in the room looked at each other. A crack appeared on Wen He's smile, but he quickly returned to composure.
"Miss Jiang, you're joking. Shulan was adopted as an orphan since childhood. This is known to everyone in Xuanmen."
"Oh? Whatever. It's not like my parents are unknown anyway."
Jiang Muyao raised her eyes and looked at Gu Shulan provocatively, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
Gu Shulan's body shook violently and uncontrollably.
In the sect, even though Wenhe had repeatedly forbidden everyone to discuss her background, those rumors still reached her ears.
Nemesis, with a hard life that killed his parents, an abandoned bastard.
She often heard these words when she was young, so how could they not leave a deep impression in her heart?
Now, the master whom he had always respected turned out to be his biological father, but why had he never told him?
Was it because I hadn't done well enough? Wasn't it because I wasn't worthy of his recognition?
"Master...you are really me..."
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