The woman's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.
"You three go down first."
A knowing smile spread across the face of the Fang family head.
Feng Su gripped his cuffs tightly. The fifteen-year-old boy stood tall and elegant, his mask partially concealing his well-defined jawline, and he was tense at the moment.
What does Master mean?
The boy's sharp gaze swept over the Fang family head and then landed on Fang Sheng.
The way the other person looked at him just now made him very uncomfortable.
He clearly didn't know him at all.
A ten-year-old baby...
He wants to become a disciple of the master.
dream!
"Master, is there anything I cannot listen to?"
Li Ze crossed his arms, his fox-like eyes curving slightly as he spoke.
He chuckled lightly, seemingly teasing, but Yu Yan only glanced at him indifferently.
The woman showed no intention of replying.
Li Ze's eyes drooped at the corners.
"Senior brother, since Master doesn't want us to listen, we disciples will leave. Master always keeps his promises; can Yan Hui Peak possibly have another person?"
Ji Wuye stood behind Feng Su and Li Ze. He was the oldest and slightly taller than the two of them.
At that moment, he smiled at Yu Yan with clear eyes.
But the way he spoke was incredibly sarcastic and unpleasant.
If Ji Wuye were standing in front of her, Yu Yan would definitely kick him.
What happened to this well-behaved boy? How did he become such a naughty person?
The woman couldn't help but reflect on whether she had been teaching her apprentices incorrectly over the past five years.
Fortunately, this "prospective Demon Lord" did not go astray.
She felt somewhat relieved.
The three of them walked out of the main hall one after the other.
Yu Yan's aura instantly turned cold and hard.
The Fang family head had never seen Yu Yan look like this before.
She is in the late stage of Mahayana Buddhism, and may even be halfway to the Great Perfection!
Overwhelmed by the woman's unexpected oppressive aura, the Fang family head couldn't help but feel his legs go weak.
The woman smiled freely, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Uncle? Why should I care about the face of the Fang family head's uncle?"
Fang Sheng had already hidden behind the middle-aged man.
He lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
However, the boy's grip on the Fang family head's robe betrayed his cowardice.
At this moment, Fang Sheng couldn't help but begin to regret it.
She's probably already tired of him...
The head of the Fang family swallowed almost imperceptibly, forcing a hearty laugh while suppressing a tremor in his heart.
"Hahahaha, Venerable Yan, I was just joking, hahahahahaha."
Thinking of his precious son's almost tantrum-like plea, the head of the Fang family had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out a piece of paper.
"I was cleaning up my uncle's courtyard a few days ago. This letter was written by my uncle to Venerable Yan. I suppose Sect Leader Shen has already spoken to Venerable Yan about it."
Yu Yan's gaze fell on the letter in the Fang family head's hand.
Did your senior brother talk to her about it?
The senior brother asked her if she knew that Ji Yu was Fang Liuyu.
Did he say anything else?
She was going to settle the score with him for letting people into her Yan Hui Peak without prior notice.
Yu Yan was preoccupied with how to collect the debt from Shen Qingyi, completely ignoring the hint in the Fang family head's eyes.
When she finally came to her senses, she saw that the other person was still holding the letter and hadn't moved.
Yu Yan immediately understood what he meant.
“Patriarch Fang, Fellow Daoist Fang has been dead for many years. Even if he has something to say to me, it is probably nothing important. If Patriarch Fang really does not want me to know, you may leave now.”
Yu Yan raised her slender wrist and pointed to the palace gate.
Her relaxed and carefree demeanor made the Fang family head feel indignant on behalf of his younger uncle.
The middle-aged man's gaze gradually darkened.
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