Ling Du wanted to rush down the mountain himself to tell the Jun family the news of Ling Qing's return; and to spread the news of Yun Xiao's presence in the Han Yu Sect and the scandal between Ling Qing and Yun Xiao, but what good would that do?
If Zhou Zhengqiao secretly spread these things, it would be difficult to find Zhou Zhengqiao as the real culprit when public opinion is overwhelming.
This matter naturally had nothing to do with Lingdu.
However, if he were to openly spread these things, Han Yuzong would no longer recognize him as someone who was smearing their own reputation.
At that time, not only would he be ineligible for the position of sect leader, but he might even be expelled from the Hanyu Sect and ridiculed by the world.
Ling Du lacked "palace intrigue skills" and couldn't think of any backup plans, so he sighed and said, "Never mind, never mind."
He turned around and walked out, looking dejected and forlorn.
Zhou Zhengqiao had never seen Ling Du so dejected, even somewhat lifeless, and couldn't help but worry: "Master..."
Ling Du raised his right hand and waved it weakly, saying with utter dejection, "I dare not accept such praise. I am no longer a member of the First Peak, and you... are no longer my disciples. Our fate has run its course... It's all over!"
“Master…” Zhou Zhengqiao looked at Ling Du’s desolate figure and suddenly felt a moment of regret.
He regretted that he had hesitated for too long at the foot of the mountain and had not been able to pass on his master's entrustment to him, even just to someone.
In that case, perhaps his master wouldn't be so disappointed in him.
At this moment.
Ji Fengming, who had been lying next to Hei Xiao, lazily got up, stretched, and yawned, saying, "Ugh, this is boring. I wanted to see a good show, so I pretended to sleep for a while, but this is all. The people from the Han Yu Sect are indeed not very strong in combat!"
"It's all your fault! It's all because of your appearance that my master has become like this, and you're still making sarcastic remarks here!" Zhou Zhengqiao glared angrily at Ji Fengming and shouted his rebuke.
“Dude, how old are you? Why are you still saying such childish things?” Ji Fengming sneered. “Can’t you see that you’re nothing to him? He’s never even given you a second glance. What are you fantasizing about?”
"You're talking nonsense. A teacher for a day is a father for life. My master taught me the techniques and guided my cultivation..."
"As the saying goes, you can't wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep, and you can never move someone who doesn't love you. Only you two know how he really treats you. I don't need to argue with you about these things."
Besides, even if what you said is true, or even if you don't care about his indifference and actions, that's your own business.
But when faced with matters of principle, whether to choose loyalty or filial piety, you should go back and think it over carefully.
Ji Fengming stretched again, leisurely tidied up the blankets and soft pillows on the ground, put them into his storage ring, and asked Hei Xiao with a smile, "How long have I been asleep?"
“More than half an hour,” Black Owl replied softly.
"Hmm, it wasn't a long time, but I feel like I rested very well. I guess it's because it's so quiet on the snow-capped peak. It seems that your Hanyu Sect has some advantages besides being cold." Ji Fengming pretended that no one was around and just chatted with Hei Xiao.
Zhou Zhengqiao stood there panting heavily, speechless and unable to refute, feeling quite embarrassed.
Zhao Guanchao, Huizheng, and Wang Ye felt extremely uncomfortable seeing Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao being so intimate.
They always felt like they had stumbled upon some secret, the kind that could be silenced at any moment.
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