Several young disciples lowered their heads instantly and tried to stand up straight with their weak knees.
Whenever there are outsiders present, Yan Huailiu will never reveal his usual nature of abusing his disciples.
If they dare to kneel down today, after the Immortal Gate Conference is over, their legs will definitely be broken by the face-conscious Yan Huailiu, and they will not be able to stand up again for at least a year.
Yu Ziheng had been hiding outside the door, but after hearing Yan Huailiu's voice, he ran in crying.
As if she was completely unaware of the violent low pressure, she threw herself directly into Yan Huailiu's arms.
"Wow—Master, that's great, you didn't die! I thought you were going to become a roast suckling pig!"
Even Gu Xingyun couldn't help but take a few steps back, thinking about his next escape route.
The table looked quite sturdy and should be able to withstand his master's angry attack.
The childish voice broke the strange atmosphere.
Fairy Fei Miao, regaining her sanity, snorted coldly, "I was dragged here to help you heal your wounds, but not only did you not even say a word of thanks, but you started questioning me the moment you opened your mouth, as if no one would want to come to your room! What kind of grown man is using incense in his room!"
She couldn't stand Yan Huailiu's delicate look the most.
Even though it was a complaint, the tone was no different from acting like a spoiled child.
After saying this, he looked at Yan Huailiu tentatively, waiting for the latter to take the initiative to offer to give him incense.
City Lord Yu next to him wailed even louder than his son.
"Ouch! Sect Master Yan, you scared me to death. If I had known your internal injuries hadn't healed, I wouldn't have bothered you to treat me. How can my worthless life compare to yours? Just imagine if something happened to you... wouldn't I be a great sinner?"
The child in his arms was still sobbing and trying to wipe his tears with his fine brocade.
He was surrounded by unfamiliar but caring voices.
Familiar disciples were standing next to him.
Yan Huailiu's consciousness gradually recovered.
"It's not a dream."
He muttered softly, rubbed his swollen forehead with his hand, and then placed his hand on Yu Ziheng's head with a slightly unfamiliar look.
"Don't cry, it's a bit noisy."
Others: ...
Yu Ziheng stopped abruptly and withdrew from his arms with tears in her eyes.
"Master, are you still upset? I won't cry anymore and won't bother you anymore."
"Master." Yan Huailiu repeated like a tape recorder.
Yes, he came in to be someone’s master.
The unintentional murmur alerted City Lord Yu who was standing beside him and quickly interrupted him: "Fairy, please show it to Sect Master Yan again."
Fairy Fei Miao waited for a long time but didn't get what she wanted. Her back teeth were about to break: "Stretch out your hand."
Yan Huailiu's reaction was a bit exaggerated. He instantly leaned against the wall with his hands firmly behind his back. "No, thank you. I'm fine."
Fairy Fei Miao's face turned ashen with anger. She stood up and snorted coldly, "Yan Huailiu! You think I'm willing to come and save you? You wasted a good pill of mine! And now you act like I'm taking advantage of you! Bah! Just being good-looking is so great! Just smelling good all day long is so great! Just having a high level of cultivation is so great! Who cares!"
After a burst of anger, he took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and threw it at him.
"There are still two pills in there. If you don't want to go crazy and develop a chronic illness, eat them! Eat one every three hours! Oh, it's okay if you don't eat them, I've put a deadly poison in them anyway!"
"Fairy Fei Miao is such a joker...haha...how could you possibly poison someone?"
City Lord Yu was wiping his cold sweat and trying to smooth things over.
It did succeed in attracting a wave of firepower.
Fairy Fei Miao turned and looked at him: "Next time, don't bother looking for me for this kind of thing!"
"Yes, yes, thank you for your help, fairy. Thank you very much."
City Lord Yu quickly bowed and expressed his gratitude.
It wasn't until she left angrily that Yan Huailiu blinked his eyes and asked, "Why is she angry?"
"This...maybe...I can't really say."
City Lord Yu stuttered and dared not speak.
You can't say that all the female cultivators in Yuehua Pavilion love and hate you, and you don't even say thank you when they come to save you with great difficulty.
He glanced at Yan Huailiu's expression inconspicuously, and made sure that it was much better than when he first came in, before continuing.
"Master Yan, are you still feeling uncomfortable? If there's anything you need, just tell me to do it, or you can ask Ziheng to do it."
Yan Huailiu's face twitched a little: "No, I'm not uncomfortable at all, thank you."
"Master Yan, there's no need to be so polite to me. Sigh, I feel even more guilty if you do this. I won't disturb your rest for now. If you need anything, please call me anytime."
City Lord Yu withdrew tactfully, thinking in his mind how to publicize the kindness of Sect Master Yan after returning.
Oh, let those shameless old guys envy you!
"Yu Ziheng, go and accompany your father and thank him for me." Yan Huailiu gestured to the child beside the bed to follow him out.
The goose bumps I got from being held by this child just now haven't completely disappeared yet.
He is really not used to having overly close physical contact with others, which makes him feel uncomfortable.
The child was also innocent and stood up obediently, not forgetting to say: "Then Master, you should have a good rest."
Looking at his back, Yan Huailiu couldn't help but sigh: "Quite cute."
The next second, the door of the room was closed, and the three disciples who had acted as background for a long time knelt in front of Yan Huailiu.
Gu Xingyun lowered his head and spoke first, "Master, please punish me. I was worried about your safety, so I couldn't stop City Lord Yu and the others from coming in. Master, don't worry, the fairy didn't do anything out of the ordinary besides diagnosing and giving medicine."
Yan Huailiu frowned: "She is a girl, what outrageous thing can she do?"
Looking at the three young men kneeling together and trembling, Yan Huailiu sighed.
Have they developed a habit?
Kneeling down at every turn?
No knee pain?
Oh, the knees.
It must have hurt! After all, those guys later smashed his knee.
So these guys are not secretly holding a grudge now, right?
Thinking of this, Yan Huailiu swallowed hard and raised his fingers to help the few people up.
"Don't kneel down so easily in the future."
He can't afford it.
Gu Xingyun's eyes dimmed slightly. "Yes, during the Immortal Sect Conference these few days, the disciples must be extremely cautious in their words and actions. They will not kneel down easily and cause trouble to the Master."
Yan Huailiu's words about setting rules were stuck in his throat.
That's not what he meant, okay?
What's going on with this apprentice?
Ling Xinghua hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Master, when you were unconscious earlier, I had already arranged for the guests to go back and rest after the banquet..."
"Yeah, well done."
Yan Huailiu straightened his clothes and began to praise.
Ling Xinghua's eyes widened. This was the first time he heard praise from his master.
Just as I was about to speak, my stomach suddenly growled, and it was especially noticeable in this quiet room.
He fell to his knees with a plop: "Master, please forgive me."
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