Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Chi Buwan stood on the top of the steps, looking down at the person in front of him, his mind already screaming "Holy crap!" a million times.

So handsome.

That's what a real man is like!

What nonsense is this book making up? What do you mean Xiao Wuli's bronze skin is ugly and unattractive? He's insanely handsome!

He's about as handsome as her.

Xiao Wuli lowered her eyes slightly, her delicate eyelashes trembled twice, and she bowed respectfully to him, saying cautiously, "Master..."

She paused when she heard his voice.

After a while, he asked the system.

[337, did you understand what he said?]

337 looked completely bewildered. [I didn't understand.]

Is it too late? ......

The investigation into the cause of the 337 case was very rapid.

【Found it!!】337 was excited, but after seeing the reason, his expression paused for a moment.

[Host, this world has been paused for too long. During the system upgrade, it treated this world's language as junk data and... cleaned it up.]

Is it too late?:..........

This is the most unreliable system he has ever seen.

He wanted to ask, who else could surpass it?

Unrivaled!

[But don't worry! They can still understand what we're saying!]

Is it too late? :-)

337 was anxious. He scratched his head, then a brilliant idea struck him. His eyes lit up, and he said, "We also have a shop! You can buy a Listening Pill there for just 4 points!"

Not Too Late: [Then what are you waiting for? Buy it now!]

337: [However, points are earned by completing tasks, and we currently have 0 points.]

Is it too late?:........

Guards, execute him.

.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on his master's flowing skirt, which cascaded down like layers of clouds. The light green hem of the skirt hung on the bluestone slab, exuding an ethereal aura that seemed untouched by the mortal world.

He looked away after only two seconds, realizing he had been somewhat impolite, and leaned down slightly, pursing his lips gently.

Master... your clothes today seem a little different from usual, but they're the same as when I first met you.

She wore a light blue robe with flowing cloud patterns, which accentuated her slender waist and graceful figure, as elegant and otherworldly as a bamboo shoot. A white jade pendant hung at her waist, and the jade tassel swayed in the wind. She stood in front of him like an immortal.

Even Master's eyes are different now.

Master's peach blossom eyes no longer held the alluring, watery light they usually did; instead, they possessed a distant, aloof quality, as if they could only be admired from afar. His celestial aura was like a thin mist, yet it made people irresistibly want to get closer.

It looks even better than usual, more...

Xiao Wuli paused slightly, and realizing what he was thinking, he quickly buried his head.

That is extremely disrespectful.

The person in front of him was his master.

Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be judged.

His parents died early. He was selected by the Lingxiao Sect because of his outstanding spiritual roots, but in the end he could do nothing and became a cripple.

If it were anyone else, they would have been driven away long ago, but their master was not.

Although...

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, not daring to think any further.

He remained motionless in his bowing posture; his prolonged silence had become a habit.

What did you do today?

A clear yet soft and alluring voice slowly rang in his ears. Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes even further, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and quickly replied, "Today I plowed 25 mu of land for Uncle Li and carried 19 bags of wheat seeds to the fields, each bag weighing forty jin."

After saying that, he pursed his lips slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he added softly, "Master, your disciple did not slack off today."

Even though it was late, he still couldn't understand, and he only asked questions to avoid an awkward silence.

He looked at the person standing a few steps below him, head bowed and eyes downcast, and without paying attention to what he had said, he gave a general compliment: "You have been diligent and hardworking lately, which pleases me greatly. But remember, the path of cultivation requires a balance of effort and rest. Don't just bury yourself in hard work and neglect your understanding of the Dao and your own spiritual level."

Xiao Wuli paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes."

Seeing him nod, Chi Buwan understood what he meant this time. "In that case, go and do your own thing."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but after taking only two steps forward, his keen ears suddenly heard the sound of a taut string.

He paused slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Sizzle—!"

A crisper sound of tearing fabric rang out, and the next second, he felt the cool breeze from the outside on his waist!

Before she could even process what was happening, her hands moved faster than her brain. Before she could even think straight, she instinctively grabbed the falling clothes. After realizing what had happened, she quickly raised one hand to cover her exposed waist. Looking down, she saw that the perfectly good clothes had ripped open right at the waist!

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been completely naked on the spot!

[System!! What's going on?!?!]

337 panicked again, but still quickly found the cause: [Host! It's the power of the laws of heaven and earth! In this world, we don't need to seduce the male lead, but this setting still exists, which is why the clothes tore.]

Is it too late?:........

Rely on it.

Chi Buwan grumbled and cursed as he walked towards his residence, while 337 cowered like a turtle.

Behind him, Xiao Wuli stared blankly for a while as his master suddenly strode forward in anger. His gaze then shifted downwards, subconsciously landing on the man's undeniably thick waist.

This small patch of skin was so white it was almost transparent, with a soft, fleshy feel. The master covered it firmly with one hand, his long, white fingers pinching his waist. Perhaps because he was using too much force, some soft flesh squeezed out from between his fingers.

Master's fingers are beautiful, delicate and slender, with pinkish knuckles.

Everyone says that Master is the most beautiful man in the world, and his most exquisite feature is his slender waist. At this moment...

It seems that it really is as they say.

Only after that figure disappeared did Xiao Wuli hurriedly come to his senses, quickly avert his gaze, and lower his head.

Do not look at what is improper!

That's my master!

Xiao Wuli secretly cursed himself a few times.

His master only praised him a couple of times, yet he dared to commit such a heinous crime.

And... what if this is just a delaying tactic by Master?

Xiao Wuli's eyes darkened, and he slowly calmed down.

The master's eyes and clothes are different from usual today, but if he relaxes his guard, he will fall into the master's trap.

Xiao Wuli raised his eyes to look at the corner where the figure had disappeared, and his gaze gradually hardened.

He's not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old anymore; he'll take good care of himself.

Yu Guang paused slightly, his gaze shifting to the scraps of cloth on the ground not far away—the brocade cloth that his master had left behind at his waist.

After a while, Xiao Wuli lifted his foot and walked forward, bent down to pick it up, and looked down at the light blue soft cloth in his palm. Suddenly, he remembered his slender, white fingers pinching the soft flesh of his waist.

The fingers holding the soft cloth curled slightly.

His hands are different from his master's.

His hands were rough and unsightly from years of hard work, with thick calluses on his knuckles, bearing the marks of toil.

Xiao Wuli's gaze flickered slightly, and as if possessed, he gripped the soft cloth in his hand and placed it into the pouch he always carried.

Unconsciously, I wondered why my master was so different today.

"You have been working diligently lately, which greatly pleases your teacher..."

This was the first time his master had praised him.

In the past, people always said...

"Why did you do so little today? Wu Li, you only have your teacher now. If you don't work harder, what will you do in the future?"

"I am doing this for your own good. Look at your junior brothers and sisters. They have all reached the Foundation Establishment stage and achieved their own success. If it weren't for me... Wu Li, if it weren't for me, you would have no home now."

Xiao Wuli lowered his head, looking at the soft cloth lying obediently in the pouch, and softened his breathing.

The next second, he paused, his eyes momentarily glazed over.

What is he doing?

Once he regained consciousness, he quickly reached into his pouch and took out the soft cloth, intending to throw it away, but the fragrant cloth seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't get rid of it.

After a long while, Xiao Wuli looked down at his fingers, which he was reluctant to unfold, and bit his lower lip.

After a while, he put the soft cloth back into the pouch and comforted himself softly.

Today is the first time that Master has praised him, and he has kept this as a memento.

Moreover, Master's clothes are very beautiful today; it would be a pity to lose this piece of brocade.

He will return it to his master when he has the chance in the future.