He Yan had never thought anything of being misunderstood and criticized by Xi Xingxue before.
Now, thinking about how Xi Xingxue treated him the only time he felt this way, his heart couldn't help but feel a little sore.
He stared coldly at Xi Xingxue, showing defiance for the first time.
"Master likes to eat poison, I can add some next time."
Xi Xingxue was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, "Insolence!"
He raised his hand, as if to slap He Yan.
He Yan neither dodged nor avoided him, but stared straight at him with his shimmering yet indifferent eyes.
Xi Xingxue felt a headache coming on.
He didn't want to fight.
The dead system wants him to maintain his persona.
But with your hand already raised, it would be so awkward to put it down now.
So he slowly lowered his hand and gently patted He Yan's face.
He Yan was stunned.
Why does this slap feel like a caress?
However, the two maintained a tense atmosphere, so he continued to glare at each other.
Xi Xingxue glared back, "You audacious traitor!"
Why aren't you running away? This silly kid, he's too scared to run when he's being hit.
He Yan's expression softened slightly after hearing Xi Xingxue's thoughts.
Master... is hypocritical, but why is that?
Is there some unspeakable difficulty behind it?
Furthermore, if the master treats them better than he treats them, it must be because he hasn't worked hard enough. He should just try harder to win the master's favor.
He repeatedly reminded himself: He Yan, don't forget why you came to Xi Xingxue's side.
He Yan has always appeared to be a gentle and refined person with a clear and pure mind, rarely revealing his true personality.
After he figured it out, he immediately softened his attitude, knelt on the ground, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Master, it's my fault."
Xi Xingxue: [Oh my, that's a good girl! It saved me the trouble of performing.]
He gave a cold snort: "What did I do wrong?"
He Yan: "I shouldn't have questioned you; it would be disobeying my master."
Xi Xingxue, taking advantage of her persona, pressed her advantage and asked, "Is there anything else?"
He Yan paused, her peach-blossom eyes sparkling, and when she looked at him, her expression was gentle and serene.
"You shouldn't breathe too loudly."
Xi Xingxue: "..." suppressing a laugh.
He extended two fingers, lifted He Yan's fair chin, and gently stroked his skin with his fingertips as if bestowing a favor.
"Breathing is fine. Wouldn't it be a waste of all my efforts to raise you if you died?"
Although in He Yan's view, his cultivation was nothing but mistreatment, and even the grave of his fiancée was already two meters high.
But who can blame Xi Xingxue for being such a hypocritical and double-standard person?
He Yan's posture of kneeling at Xi Xingxue's knees was already humiliating, and he was forced to raise his chin, his gentle eyes seeming to be filled with tears.
Their eyes met, and Xi Xingxue looked down at him coldly, but unconsciously increased the force with which she pinched his chin.
She looked just like a wronged wife, which aroused his lust and made him want to be more forceful and make He Yan cry.
However, Xi Xingxue quickly regained her senses. He Yan was no ordinary wife; on the contrary, he was a ruthless, vindictive, and smiling tiger.
His family was slaughtered when he was young, and he experienced a blood feud. There is no one in this world who can make him cry again.
Xi Xingxue released He Yan's chin, unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, supported He Yan's knees, and helped him stand up.
He Yan gazed at him with bright, sparkling eyes, her smile as gentle as a spring pond.
"Master, does this mean you've forgiven me? Shall I go and make Master's favorite osmanthus cake?"
He Yan wasn't as good at acting cute as Yin Yue, but he knew how to please people. Besides, he had now figured out that he would stop at nothing to compete for favor with the other two disciples.
Xi Xingxue glanced at He Yan, and her heart skipped a beat.
If He Yan were a kitten, she would probably be nuzzling him right now.
I want to pat his head.
He glanced at He Yan's favorability rating. Wow, it's reached fifty-five without him noticing. How wonderful!
Hearing his master's thoughts, He Yan's smile widened. However, he saw his master, who spoke one thing but meant another, say with a cold expression...
"The great competition of the cultivation world is just around the corner. Instead of focusing on cultivation, what are you doing all day long doing these messy little tricks?"
"He Yan, let me tell you, you must rank at least in the top three in the cultivation world competition, otherwise you are not worthy of being my disciple."
【Oh my gosh, my osmanthus cake! Will He Yan remember to make it for me after the competition?】
He Yan looked up and stared at Xi Xingxue.
The coldness between his brows was like the snow that never melts on a mountain peak, and no amount of heat could melt it.
He Yan had wondered if he would remain as calm as he was today when he broke Xi Xingxue's limbs in the future.
But now, after glimpsing his master's innermost thoughts, he realized what an interesting person his master was, and that his so-called aloofness was like a mask that could be torn off.
He smiled softly, his expression timid but his steps were fearless as he approached Xi Xingxue, getting very close to him.
"Master, your disciple will definitely be in the top three."
Xi Xingxue hummed in agreement.
He Yan suddenly lowered his head slowly, his black hair smooth and shiny, the top of his fluffy head facing Xi Xingxue.
"Master, please pat my head."
Xi Xingxue was startled, feeling that the scene was both strange and familiar.
Oh, he did try to touch He Yan's head just now. So what's going on? Can He Yan hear my thoughts?
Before Xi Xingxue could even scrutinize He Yan, she heard him say in an embarrassed tone:
"My head is itchy. I would like to ask Master to check if I have lice."
So, is touching it to relieve the itch?
Xi Xingxue silently looked at his clean hair.
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