Because Ji Mo Fan had actually lowered his head and started to redraw the formation by measuring with his footsteps!
He was only distracted for a short while when a long string of spiritual energy runes appeared in Ji Mofan's hand.
A pale blue light floated gently on the ground as he walked, a sight that filled Wei Qianmu with joy.
Xie Qingya's newly accepted disciple is so enticing!
After a moment of joy, Wei Qianmu's lips drooped down a few degrees.
What's he so happy about? No matter how good he is, he's still someone else's apprentice; it's none of his business to say what he's saying.
But......
His eyes darted around.
Wouldn't it be a waste to put Ji Mofan's excellent skills in the hands of Xie Qingya, a drunkard?
Wei Qianmu is the one who shares the same ideals as Ji Mofan, and Ji Mofan should rightfully become his disciple, an elder who studies formations.
Thinking about it, he casually asked, "Xiao Fan, your senior uncle is just chatting with you. What do you think of Xie Qingya?"
"Hmm?" Ji Mofan understood what he meant, but couldn't think of a good way to respond, so he simply pretended that he was focused on studying the formation and hadn't heard what he said.
Wei Qianmu was not discouraged at all, and he repeated his question again.
Ji Mo Fan: "Huh?"
Wei Qianmu: ......
Are you hard of hearing?
Wei Qianmu's voice was interrupted for a long time by the two syllables of Ji Mo Fan. He finally took a deep breath and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from behind.
"Well, you old hag! I'm only being polite by not saying anything, and you shameless old man try to steal my man?" Xie Qingya flew over on his sword and smashed a gourd of wine into Wei Qianmu's lower back without any hesitation.
His wine gourd was no ordinary gourd; it really hurt when it hit you, sending Wei Qianmu staggering back several steps.
"What do you mean, 'stealing your partner'? What kind of talk is that? How can you say such nasty things!" Wei Qianmu was also furious after being hit by him, and clutching his aching back, he turned around and started arguing with him.
"A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on. What kind of good tree are you? Why should all the good birds flock to you?"
"You're just jealous that I have such a good apprentice!"
"So what if I'm jealous of you? I'm not only jealous of you, I'm also going to betray you!"
"You admit you stole my girlfriend, didn't you!"
Ji Mo Fan lowered his head and carefully drew the array runes, silently withdrawing some of the spiritual power he had been using to enhance his hearing.
It's hard to imagine that these two people, whose combined age is probably in the four figures, are now arguing like two children over a toy, their faces red with anger.
Of course, he wasn't a toy, and Xie Qingya and Wei Qianmu weren't children either.
"Chief, you speak for yourself!" Wei Qianmu couldn't win against Xie Qingya, so he turned to look at Ji Mofan.
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