Especially the obvious outward display of vitality.
This was clearly an emotional breakdown for Yu Yan!
Or perhaps it's her little apprentice...
Shen Qingyi tapped the table; Feng Su was already very close to him.
The man's gaze fell on him, a gaze that was calm and unwavering, yet Feng Su still felt extremely uncomfortable.
Why is Master so angry?
She was smiling happily at her senior brother just a moment ago...
The boy's head drooped lower and lower.
Her master is so beautiful, and her uncle is also good-looking, but he, her disciple, is ugly and pathetic. Isn't he a disgrace to her?
Yu Yan didn't know where that inexplicable anger had come from. Now that she had calmed down, she felt a little uncomfortable knowing that she had overreacted.
Why not just come in?
Yu Yan tried her best to make her voice sound the same as usual.
Shen Qingyi gave her face and didn't expose her or say anything more.
He leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting back and forth between the master and his apprentice.
Feng Su finally raised his head to look at her, his small fists clenched tightly. "Disciple knows his mistake."
Yu Yan's gaze fell on him.
Her gaze unexpectedly met the other person's phoenix eyes, which seemed to be moist. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she sensed a dependence and a cautious intimacy in them.
Her heart softened, and in an instant, she remembered the description in the book, which made her blurt out "It's okay" instead of "This is the last time, go down."
Feng Su's eyes trembled, and he quickly said yes and ran out as if fleeing.
"Tsk, I didn't expect my junior sister to be so strict when teaching her disciple." Shen Qingyi turned her gaze away from the boy's back. "He didn't do anything too serious, did he?"
The man looked at her with a hint of mockery.
Shen Qingyi had assumed that Yu Yan must be very satisfied with the child, which was why she made an exception to accept him as her first disciple. However, judging from the way things were just now, it seemed that things were not like that.
Thinking of the boy's traumatized expression, which he hadn't yet learned to conceal because of his young age, Shen Qingyi shook his head.
Yu Yan was somewhat absent-minded, and she didn't know how to start the conversation she had just wanted to give Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qingyi: "Alright, I've met my nephew. Please have my junior sister give him this small gift."
The man tossed her a storage ring and headed towards the exit of the hall, then suddenly turned back, as if remembering something.
"By the way, junior sister, what's your nephew's name?"
Yu Yan paused, her fingers gripping the storage ring.
“Feng Su”.
The woman was left alone in the main hall.
She stood up and slowly walked to the entrance of the hall.
The boy sat alone on the steps of the side hall, looking very lonely.
Yu Yan only realized then that he had never asked her why she knew his name.
"Tomorrow you will come with me to Lizhou Island. If things go smoothly, you can start cultivating when you return."
Yu Yan handed him the ring, and Feng Su's eyes lit up. He quickly took it.
"The person in the hall just now was your senior uncle, the sect leader Shen Qingyi. This is his gift to you."
Yu Yan finally offered an explanation, or at least it was an explanation in Feng Su's eyes. The thick gloom that had been hanging over him vanished, and he smiled at her, "Master thanks Master Uncle on my behalf!"
The boy's height when he stood up was less than her waist.
He was actually very fair-skinned, and at this moment, dressed in the robes of a direct disciple, he exuded a subtle air of nobility.
Yu Yan really wanted to ask him about his background.
After a fierce internal struggle, reason prevailed. He decided to tell her later if the opportunity arose.
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