The master she knew was not one to smile often, and even seemed somewhat melancholy. But today's master was completely different from usual.
How should I put it?
It was as if everything had suddenly become clear.
It was as if a lost treasure had been found again.
"Master—" she called softly.
This shout made Yan Wu suddenly remember the purpose of his visit.
Clearly, these two strangers must be Hongze and Xiaocao.
“Zixu, come here. These are your two senior uncles.”
"So this is Zixu?" Ning Xiaocao nudged Yan Wu's stomach with her elbow, smiling ambiguously. "I've heard about it all."
"What?"
Yan Wu was somewhat puzzled. "What did you hear?"
"A girl with a Heavenly Spiritual Root has emerged from Hengshan Sect. Master Yan Wu treats her with special care and attention."
"Nonsense, this is my disciple, of course I take good care of her." Yan Wu closed his folding fan and tapped Ning Xiaocao's head with it. "I thought I had made myself very clear to you back then."
Yan Wuzheng said, taking out a small dagger from his pocket.
He poured his spiritual power into the dagger, and in an instant, the dagger transformed into a longsword, quite similar to his fan sword, but lighter and more agile.
"This is the longsword I promised back then, and it's a pair with my fan sword."
“This—” Ning Xiaocao hesitated.
Given Yan Wu's attitude, she hesitated to take it.
She knew very well that she didn't have much romantic feeling for Yan Wu at this moment; otherwise, she wouldn't have teased Yan Wu and Zi Xu.
"Little Grass, you promised me you'd give me a chance."
When did I agree to that?
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