"Master!" Mu Run knelt on one knee and clasped his hands in greeting.
Wu Ying looked at his most prized disciple, who was also the disciple who had disappointed him the most—Hua Ling.
They didn't let her get up for a long time.
Mu Run's knees ached from kneeling, and her arms were sore and uncomfortable from bowing.
"Master, is there anything you wish to instruct your disciple?" Mu Run asked again.
"Get up." Wuying turned around, no longer looking at her, and gazed at the scenery outside the open pavilion. "You've changed a lot lately."
Mu Run glanced at Bao Chan beside her and noticed that she looked nervous. It seemed that the man in front of her did not know about her pushing her, and she was even afraid that he would find out.
"I...I have someone I like." Mu Run found a convincing reason. Because when a woman falls in love, she does change, and it's an unstoppable change.
The man turned around and looked at her, seemingly incredulous, "You've fallen for Yun Rong?"
Fu Yunchen still used the name Yun Rong in the imperial court.
Mu Run nodded, "Yes." There was no one else around. Since everyone assumed something had happened between her and him anyway, so be it.
"Didn't I tell you not to fall in love?" Wu Ying's face suddenly turned very ugly.
Mu Run quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him, "But, disciple can't control her feelings..."
"It's broken," Wuying commanded.
Mu Run lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. Wu Ying's patience was even greater than hers; she had been waiting patiently.
Finally, feeling that he had stretched enough, Mu Run nodded with a pained expression, "Yes, Master."
Wu Ying's expression softened slightly, and he said to Bao Chan beside him, "You can go down first."
"Yes, sir." Bao Chan breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that Mu Run did not mention her falling into the water, and then turned and left.
Mu Run also wanted to leave... This man in front of her was extremely dangerous!
"What happened to the scar on the back of your neck?" Wuying continued to ask.
Mu Run raised his hand and touched it, finally feeling the slightly uneven surface where Fu Yunchen had bitten him. "This... was when the Grand Commandant and I were doing business together, he bit me."
To be honest, after they wiped out the black witches of Yunlong Mountain that day, he bit her!
What a pervert!
That's how hard the bite was, it left her with a scar!
Seeing that she showed no signs of lying, Wuying's face darkened again.
"Master, you didn't come to me just for these things, did you? I was willing to submit to him in order to extract information."
"...What did you find out?"
“Prince Zhou and he corresponded.”
"Really?!" Wuying was clearly shocked by the news.
"Really?" Fu Yunchen said so, so he should have some plans.
"What about the letters?"
"My disciple hasn't received it yet."
"Get their letters as soon as possible."
"Yes, Master."
Wuying looked at her for a moment and then said, "You're doing very well."
"What?" Mu Run looked up at him.
Wuying handed her a bottle of pills. "This contains this month's antidote. Take it as soon as possible."
"Yes, thank you, Master." Mu Run breathed a sigh of relief. The pain was truly unbearable.
"Baochan will leave the Grand Commandant's residence and enter Prince Xiang's residence. From now on, you will be in charge of this place."
"Okay, I will definitely live up to Master's expectations and do my best to complete the task."
Wuying looked at her and sighed heavily again, "If you could have been like this before... Never mind, it's all in the past. Take care of yourself!"
"Yes, disciple understands." Mu Run knelt down and bowed again.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Mu Run looked up. The spot where Wu Ying had just stood was now empty.
They come without a trace and go like the wind.
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