"Senior Brother."
His thoughts were interrupted by Ning Weisheng, who suddenly came over to talk to him. Ji Mofan looked up and saw that although he had just gone through a escape and looked disheveled, he was unusually attentive and handed him a brand new robe.
It wasn't the vibrant color he usually wore, as intense as his own fire elemental root, but rather the cyan hue that appeared more often in Ji Mofan's clothes.
This was prepared specifically for myself.
Ji Mofan frowned slightly but did not reach out to take it.
“I don’t need it. You should save this concern for your younger schoolmates who need it more,” he said.
Unfortunately, the fact that he handed him this garment always reminded him of his experience in the Misty Secret Realm.
Although Ning Weisheng had openly expressed all his malice towards him when their relationship was strained, without secretly sabotaging him, a bad relationship is a bad relationship.
Ji Mofan did not want to repair their relationship, and even less did she want to continue to indulge his thoughts when she knew he had ulterior motives.
Unlike when dealing with Li Geyue, that child is only sixteen years old this year. Although he cannot reverse the worldview he has formed in the previous sixteen years of his life, controlling him is not a difficult task.
But Ning Weisheng is not like that.
He was experienced, and his current strength was comparable to his own. Ji Mofan did not want to take the risk of potentially disgusting himself in front of him.
Even if it's for revenge, to let him experience the devastating feeling of gaining something and then losing it, Ji Mofan doesn't want to pay the price himself.
"Senior Brother, this outfit was chosen according to your size; no one else can wear it." Ning Weisheng still tried to struggle a bit.
"I think we should go and get it for Lin Ju'an to wear." The timing was perfect; just as they were getting into the conversation, Lin Ju'an, who had fallen behind, finally arrived.
The voice arrives before the person.
Although the sound it produced was a clucking sound.
The black bird, which looked remarkably like a hen, fluttered its small wings and flew down, chirping all the way. It landed at Ji Mofan's feet and began to rub against him.
It only made his already tattered clothes look even worse.
"It's not like I'm the only one with spirit stones. If I'm hungry, why don't I just ask someone else for some?" Ji Mofan had a bit of a headache.
The little black bird looked around with its head raised.
First, it made a series of fierce cooing noises at the disciple who was relatively close to Ji Mofan, and then it turned around and continued to hug his leg with its wings, making two more high-pitched cries.
The first thought that popped into everyone's mind was:
This little thing has two faces?
For a moment, she resembled a domineering and arrogant woman who was actually a submissive and dependent wife at home.
How did a small animal manage to curry favor with their senior brother?
Who raised him to be like this!
You have no shame!
However, the person being treated differently does not want this kind of treatment.
Ji Mofan took out a spirit stone from his Qiankun bag and threw it far away.
His original intention was to send the black bird to eat somewhere farther away, so that it wouldn't chatter in front of him.
Unexpectedly, this little thing was very clever. After flying over and catching it, it quickly flew back and insisted on squatting at his feet before it would lower its head and eat.
Ji Mo Fan sighed.
She looked up and then at Ning Weisheng, who was still standing there motionless.
He took the garment directly from Ning Weisheng's hand, casually unfolded it, and draped it over Lin Ju'an, who had just arrived.
"Isn't this quite appropriate?" He smoothed out his clothes, his words unusually cold.
Ning Weisheng clenched his fists so tightly that he almost tore a hole in his clothes.
What's suitable? It's clearly an outer garment, but on Lin Ju'an it can only be worn as a cloak. Not only is the shoulder width insufficient, but the length is also worrying, barely covering the calves.
Moreover, how could the clothes he specially prepared for his senior brother be so easily draped over someone else's body?
"Didn't you say you were going to give me the robe?" In a moment of losing control of his emotions, Ji Mofan read Ning Weisheng's thoughts from his expression.
"Since it's meant for me, how I do with it—whether I keep it for myself, give it to someone else, or even destroy it—shouldn't that be my prerogative?"
The question was posed in a way that was hard to put down, but it was indeed reasonable, and Ning Weisheng couldn't refute it.
Finally, he could only manage to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, "Yes, Senior Brother, you may do as you please."
"Then don't make that face." Ji Mofan's expression finally softened a little, his eyebrows curved, and his words carried a hint of a smile.
"Let's rest for a bit, and we'll set off once everyone is here."
Ning Weisheng, who was in a daze, was brought back to his senses by Ji Mofan's words.
He looked around.
"Senior Brother, who are we waiting for?" he asked, puzzled.
The group consisted of fourteen people, including disciples of the Li family, disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect, Ji Mofan, and the Demon Lord he had kidnapped, plus a chicken.
There's no shortage of people at all!
"Just wait, I won't let you die here." Ji Mofan had no intention of explaining, and walked a little further away, finding a flat place to sit down and adjust his breathing.
Knowing Ji Mofan's recent behavior, Ning Weisheng understood that continuing to press him, while potentially yielding answers, would only annoy him if he wasn't willing. Therefore, Ning Weisheng shut his mouth and went to talk to the Yun Cang Sword Sect disciple beside him.
Lin Ju'an was left standing alone by him.
Lin Ju'an tugged at his robes, then looked up and glanced at Ji Mofan, who was meditating quietly.
Although this might just be a convenient way for the senior brother to use someone as a shield when he found it troublesome and happened to run into him.
But the genuine concern cannot be erased.
Because he was the weakest, he encountered more difficulties on the road.
The eldest brother left the Black Bird behind so that they could sneak away from the vicinity of the Demon Palace Purgatory, which was untouched by the Thousand Seeking Incense.
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