Palace Master Murong came here obviously angry.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yan Huailiu sitting there, holding and teasing a small pet of unknown appearance.
It's quite pleasing to the eye.
Looking at that face again, the familiar mask...
Considering that he had disappeared for so long, Palace Master Murong instantly had a guess.
No wonder he is number one. Even at this time he is still secretly practicing. Look, there is something wrong with his face again!
This interruption immediately dissipated most of the anger and courage that had been accumulated for a long time.
Gu Xingyun tidied the table very attentively, then walked to the side and lit the incense that Yan Huailiu usually liked. After doing all this, he stood respectfully next to Yan Huailiu.
The father and son of Xuan Yue Palace watched this scene in silence.
"Master, Palace Master Murong wants to discuss with you how to deal with rumors. I am incompetent and cannot gain Palace Master Murong's trust."
He acted like a wronged little white flower.
Murong Xuanlang frowned and looked at him, then turned his gaze to Yan Huailiu.
This seemed to be his first time to come into such close contact with the legendary Sect Master Yan.
Rumor has it...
It seems a little unbelievable.
At least within three sentences, Sect Leader Yan did not suddenly attack anyone.
Yan Huailiu's heart melted when he heard his eldest disciple's tone, which sounded like a complaint.
His biggest flaw is that he unconditionally protects his own people. You can bully him, but you can't bully his children.
Socially phobic people are forced to rise.
"Ahem, Palace Master Murong, how do you want to handle this?"
He cleared his throat and looked up at the person opposite him.
Palace Master Murong just stood there, his face trembling several times, trying to force himself to look reasonable and angry, but failed.
Faced with this obvious pressure, he didn't even dare to say a word.
Yan Huailiu remained oblivious and continued to look at him, then explained in a serious tone, "I've already heard from Xingyun that this whole thing was just a misunderstanding. It's just a quarrel between children, there's no need to make it this far."
Gu Xingyun's gaze towards him gradually softened. It wasn't an illusion. His master seemed to be really different.
Yan Huailiu's mind raced: "It's Xingyun who's wrong, actually. As the host, I really shouldn't embarrass my guests. Even if there's a dispute, I should give in a little, right?"
Right? Right about what?
Who can't hear that you are being sarcastic?
Palace Master Murong complained in his heart, but on the surface he chuckled twice.
"Master Yan is such a joker. I didn't mean to do that. It's just that my son has a mild temper and has never argued with anyone. But he actually knelt before Nephew Gu that day, which only fueled the rumors."
Murong Xuanlang was a little afraid to look at Gu Xingyun, so he just stood there with his head down, his ears almost turning red.
Palace Master Murong was also eager to protect his cub, so he straightened his back and continued to ask questions.
"My son is a tight-lipped person. I don't know if he promised something to someone else. No matter how hard I ask, I can't get the answer. Today, in front of Sect Master Yan, I want to get to the bottom of it. I hope Nephew Gu can tell me what the dispute was that required my son to kneel down and apologize."
The entire Xuanyue Palace pampers Murong Xuanlang. As a favored child of heaven, he is not inferior to the chief disciple of Yuxu Sect even when standing next to him.
It's normal for Palace Master Murong to have a knot in his heart.
Yan Huailiu only had one thought at the moment: could this part be added to the unofficial history of the Yuxu Sect? Or should he write a sequel or something?
"Father, stop talking and go back."
Murong Xuanlang said in a low voice.
However, he received a merciless glare from his own father.
Little Lightning suddenly bit Yan Huailiu's hand, pulling his wandering thoughts back.
Yan Huailiu coughed and waved his hand: "Xingyun, explain."
Gu Xingyun sank to his knees. "Master, it was really just a common argument. I was probably too excited and lost my mind at the time, which is why I did those inappropriate things. If Palace Master Murong and Young Palace Master mind, I can kneel back down."
What?
Kneel back?
This won’t do!
Yan Huailiu grabbed his arm and pulled him up, pretending to be angry: "What did your master teach you every day? As my disciple, you represent the face of the Yuxu Sect? Besides your master, who else do you want to kneel to? If you like kneeling so much, why don't you go to the main hall door tomorrow and kowtow to everyone one by one?"
His tone was exactly the same as before. Gu Xingyun couldn't tell whether his words were true or not, and his face turned pale.
Murong Xuanlang's face also turned pale, and he finally realized how naive his previous thoughts were.
If his father continued to ask questions today, Yan Huailiu might really make Gu Xingyun kowtow to him.
He quickly spoke up to stop her: "No, no need, Sect Master Yan, you are too serious. It was just a minor quarrel, it shouldn't have been this serious. It's my fault. I shouldn't have caused trouble for Xingyun. I hope Sect Master Yan doesn't mind."
As he spoke, he signaled to his father with his eyes.
Palace Master Murong regained his composure and quickly advised, "Master Yan, please don't get excited. I'm just asking a question. I have no intention of forcing Nephew Gu to kneel."
He just wants justice!
How did it rise to the level of slapping Yuxu Sect in the face?
Pooh!
Yan Huailiu is so shameless!
If Gu Xingyun were really forced to kneel today, maybe tomorrow, oh no, tonight, there would be no Xuanyue Palace in this world of cultivation.
Yan Huailiu observed the expressions of several people and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Fortunately, fortunately, he did another good thing!
You should know that no one who has knelt before this little villain has a good ending!
"Since Palace Master Murong has said so, I am relieved. However, Xingyun is also at fault in this matter. Go and serve tea to these two and apologize."
Yan Huailiu gave the steps to the outside.
Gu Xingyun lowered his head, his tone somewhat cold: "Yes, Master."
Having the disciples of the Yuxu Sect serve tea was quite an honor. Palace Master Murong was appeased and took a sip of the tea. "Haha, it's just a misunderstanding. Nephew Gu, don't take it to heart. I know you have a good relationship with Yujin. If there is a chance in the future, you are welcome to visit Xuanyue Palace."
"Of course, I'll let him go and learn when the time comes. I hope Palace Master Murong doesn't find it troublesome."
Yan Huailiu helped to answer.
Gu Xingyun walked up to Murong Xuanlang with tea, his back facing the two people who were being polite.
When Murong Xuanlang met his indifferent gaze, his hand trembled and he almost dropped the cup.
Gu Xingyun quickly caught it and held his hands to signal him to hold it steady: "Young Palace Master, please have some tea."
Murong Xuanlang's heart sank completely.
He shouldn't have acted on impulse and put Gu Xingyun in this embarrassing situation.
There is no difference between offering tea to apologize and kneeling down; both are just means of humiliating people.
What kind of friend is he?
The conversation between the young men was invisible to others.
Yan Huailiu felt relieved and immediately offered a sweet treat: "Why don't you let Xingyun accompany you for tomorrow's borrowing."
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