Fang Sheng keenly sensed the change in her father's demeanor.
He was worried that he might say something that would anger Yu Yan.
He suddenly said in a clear voice,
“Father, I know I am not up to the standard to become a disciple of the Venerable One. Shall we go?”
After Fang Sheng finished speaking, he glanced in Yu Yan's direction.
Seeing that the other person didn't even glance at him, the boy lowered his head in disappointment.
Yu Yan naturally heard Fang Sheng's words.
She was actually quite confused.
In the book, Fang Sheng clearly became Wan Zhaozong's disciple five years ago.
What's going on today?
She wasn't originally in the script, and she would never add scenes for herself.
Before the Fang family head could even utter the questions he had prepared to question Yu Yan, he was greatly shocked by Fang Sheng's words.
It wasn't him who begged him to come to the Cangmiao Sect with tears streaming down his face, was it?!
Who was it that grabbed his robe and said he would give up cultivating immortality if he didn't become Yu Yan's disciple?!
How could this kid...?
He'll be furious!
The Fang family head's chest trembled, and he immediately felt a pang of regret for his impulsiveness.
How dare he question Yu Yan...?
Is he looking for death...?
The head of the Fang family wiped the sweat from his palms on his robe.
“Your Excellency Yan has misunderstood. Since this letter was written by my uncle to Your Excellency Yan, it should naturally be delivered to Your Excellency.”
"Since Your Excellency has no interest in Sheng'er, we will take our leave now."
After leaving the letter behind, the Fang family head quickly fled the main hall with Fang Sheng.
That's right, it's about escaping.
Sheng'er finally came to her senses, so he had to take everyone away as soon as possible!
Fang Sheng was pulled away by the Fang family head. Before leaving, he turned back and gave Yu Yan a stubborn look.
This time, the other party did not ignore him.
He simply couldn't discern the emotions in the woman's eyes.
Yu Yan ultimately failed to uncover Fang Sheng's unusual behavior.
The letter was sent over by the Fang family head using his spiritual power, and Yu Yan reached out and took it.
The familiar scent made her feel as if she were in another world.
It was indeed written by Fang Liuyu.
Yu Yan held the letter but didn't open it immediately.
outside the palace
They saw the Fang family head leaving with Fang Sheng.
The masked boy leaning against the peach tree finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He straightened up and straightened his sleeves.
Peach petals, almost blending into the color of the cuffs, fell one after another.
The boy smiled, clearly in a good mood.
"Why did Master not let us listen just now?"
Li Ze was still resentful about being "kicked out" by Yu Yan.
The boy's face, already showing signs of becoming a demon, was filled with indignation, and his bright eyebrows and white teeth were tinged with a hint of resentment.
Ji Wuye placed one leg on the stone bench.
He glanced in the direction the Fang family head had left and gave a slight smirk.
"Why don't you just ask?"
As he spoke, he stood up to return to the main hall.
Feng Su immediately stopped him.
"What does Senior Brother mean by this?"
Ji Wuye stopped in his tracks, looking down at the Yu Liu sword blocking his chest.
It's so beautiful.
He lightly touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and slowly raised his hand, which had been hanging at his side, to rest on the sword.
Feng Su's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly sheathed his sword.
Pshaw, look how precious he is.
He just touched it.
Ji Wuye took the opportunity to bypass Feng Su, the coolness that his fingertips had just touched still lingering.
He concealed the melancholy in his eyes.
Five years have passed. Master has probably forgotten that she still owes him a sword.
I clearly promised to find him a sturdy one!
Ji Wuye quickened his pace.
But when he stepped into Yan Hui Palace, the woman was already gone.
Feng Su stared intently at the figure that disappeared in front of the palace.
The seed of jealousy had already sprouted in my heart.
Having been suppressed for too long, it now has the potential to break through the soil.
He could always be so unrestrained in front of his master...
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