"My dear brothers and sisters, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so fussy about a bracelet, and I shouldn't have said such things without thinking. I know I was wrong, and I beg for your forgiveness."

"Oh!"

Mu Yao sneered and glared at Chu Heng fiercely.

Chu Heng's eyebrows jumped, and he turned around to see Sheng He looking at him sarcastically. He lowered his head and found that Zhao Yanran had hidden behind him again without him knowing when.

"Yanran, come here."

“Brother…”

"Big Brother, why do you have to embarrass Junior Sister Yanran? She didn't do anything wrong...what."

Chu Heng frowned and looked at the person who was speaking. Wu Yan shrank his neck and his voice gradually became quieter.

Seeing that Zhao Yanran was still hiding and refused to come out, Chu Heng simply lifted Zhao Yanran's collar and dragged her in front of Sheng He.

"Yanran, Junior Sister Sheng is the one who suffered the most in this matter. You should apologize to Junior Sister Sheng alone."

Zhao Yanran lowered her head, her face flushed. When she looked up, she saw Sheng He staring at her with a playful look on his face.

She was laughing at herself.

She was definitely laughing at herself.

Zhao Yanran clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white. After a long time, she slowly loosened her fists.

Shenghe, we have a long way to go!

"Sister Sheng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please forgive me."

Sheng He waved his hand generously: "As long as Junior Sister Zhao doesn't say something that seems to be true but is not true and causes misunderstanding in the future, it will be fine."

"I also hope that Senior Brother can find the culprit who spread the rumors as soon as possible and clear Junior Sister Zhao's name."

Chu Heng agreed immediately and without even bothering to collect the spirit stones, he pulled Zhao Yanran away from the Discipline Department.

He thought that while Zhao Yanran was still young, it was very necessary for him to give his little junior sister a few moral education lessons.

As soon as Chu Heng and the other two left, the Discipline Department became lively again. Many disciples came forward with fists clenched to apologize to Sheng He, and Sheng He made a lot of friends because of this.

On the way back to Jianfeng, Mu Yao looked at Sheng He, who looked normal. After holding back for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "Sheng He, can you act for me again?"

Sheng He raised his head, with a confused look in his eyes.

"What's the show?"

"Why do you turn into a piece of wood again when you are with me!"

Mu Yao patted Sheng He's head gently, then blinked her eyes desperately, her whole face squeezed into a ball: "That's what happened just now! You suddenly became a different person, tears coming as soon as you said it."

"Tell me how you learned this move! I want to learn it too!"

Sheng He raised his head expressionlessly, blinked gently, and tears slid down his cheeks.

"Yes! Yes, that's it!"

"It's just a matter of giving someone a taste of their own medicine."

Sheng He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves: "People always sympathize with the weak. When someone bullies the weak, I can't just let myself be bullied. I have to find a way to fight back."

"Don't powerful people care about their reputation? This is called the weak bullying the strong."

"The weak bullying the strong?"

Mu Yao looked at Sheng He curiously: "What a novel idea, did you come up with this yourself?"

Sheng He shook her head. She learned this trick from Zhao Yanran in her previous life.

As long as Zhao Yanran frowned and shed a few tears, everyone would give in to her, and even being unreasonable would become reasonable.

"Sister, you are Uncle Jinglan's disciple. Uncle Jinglan is the most protective of his people. Who would dare to bully you? So, you don't need to learn such a helpless method."

At this point, the two seemed to think of Sheng He's unreliable master at the same time, and Mu Yao patted Sheng He's shoulder generously.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be here for you! If you have any problem, just come to me! I'll protect you!"

Sheng He looked at Mu Yao, the sunlight shining on her face, leaving an exceptionally bright smile.

Sheng He also smiled slightly. She was not good at expressing her feelings, so she could only respond silently in her heart.

Okay, Senior Sister, I will protect you from now on, even if it costs me my life.

After returning to Jianfeng, Master Tianyu was still nowhere to be seen, and Mu Yao also went back.

It was still early and the sun had just risen. Sheng He took out a porcelain bottle from his storage ring, poured out a fasting pill and swallowed it.

Mu Yao had just stuffed several porcelain bottles into her hands at once, and she probably didn't even see clearly what was in them.

Thinking of this, Sheng He couldn't help but chuckle, picked up a branch from the ground and started practicing again.

It was not until noon, when the sun became increasingly scorching. Sheng He collected the branches and was about to go into the house when he heard shouting behind him.

"Little Sheng He! Little Sheng He!"

Sheng He wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned around to see his master rushing over.

Tian Yu checked Sheng He from head to toe in a panic: "I heard from Mu Yao that you were bullied? Let me see if you are hurt anywhere."

Sheng He shook his head: "No, they couldn't bully me."

"That's good, that's good." Tianyu said, and caught a glimpse of the branch in Shenghe's hand out of the corner of his eye, and pulled Shenghe into the house like a guilty thief.

"Xiao Shenghe, are you used to the sword practice these two days?"

"It's OK. Senior Sister Mu Yao came over to give me instructions last night. I'm already familiar with the basic movements in the "Basics of Swordmanship"."

Tianyu nodded with satisfaction, his eyes constantly glancing at Shenghe's storage ring.

"Have you read all the books that Master gave you?"

Sheng He opened his mouth, recalled the pile of books like "How Sword Cultivators Are Trained", "Sword Cultivators Have No Money to Maintain Their Swords, Here's What I Do", and "How Sword Cultivators Seduce Alchemy Cultivators", and nodded silently.

Tian Yu laughed awkwardly, took out a long sword and placed it on the table: "I was in a hurry yesterday and took the wrong books. Those are all irrelevant books, not suitable for you to read at your age. Here, I specially selected a sword manual for you today, you can practice it first."

"Also, if you want to learn sword, don't practice with branches. This sword is called Ao Shuang, and it was the first sword I used. It will be your sword from now on. If you come across a better sword in the future, or want to forge your own natal sword, it won't be too late to change then."

"Okay, it's getting late, you should rest first. If there is anything you don't understand, or if you are bullied, don't just stand there by yourself, just come and find me, your master!"

Tianyu gently touched Sheng He's hair and raised his foot to leave.

After walking a few steps, Tianyu seemed to remember something and casually said, "By the way, you won't need those books anyway, why don't you give them to me first."

Sheng He: ...

She knew that this was the real purpose of her master's visit.

After finally seeing Tian Yu off, Sheng He picked up Ao Shuang on the table and looked at it carefully.

This is a snow-white sword, cool to the touch, about three feet long, with no extra decorations on the entire sword, except for a fingernail-sized luminous pearl inlaid on the hilt.