When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

Wei Jin was stunned, tilting his head slightly to meet Xiao Huandu's dark and deep eyes.

Today, Peach Blossom Spring was bathed in sunshine. Xiao Huandu stood with his back to the light, his broad shoulders blocking most of the sunlight. His tall, narrow shadow enveloped Wei Jin, making him appear very powerful.

Actually, among them, Wei Jin had the best life.

As the youngest child who was most favored by Master Zhiyue, he could be said to have never suffered any grievances since childhood.

With two senior brothers to shelter him from the wind and rain, and disciples willingly serving him, he lived a carefree and unrestrained life. He was highly talented, good-looking, and had never experienced hardship. He could do whatever he wanted and say whatever he wanted, never having to worry about anyone's feelings.

Xiao Huandu slowly said, "It's precisely because Immortal Lord Jixue understands him so well, knowing what Xianlan needs to do, that she deliberately gave him time to calmly think things through. Do you think the Immortal Lord... isn't feeling bad?"

Upon hearing these words, Wei Jin pursed his red lips.

"You think I'm meddling?"

"Disciple has no." Xiao Huandu shook his head, his eyes dimming as if he had thought of something.

When he was young in the Taiyi Sect, whenever he got into trouble, Wei Jin would stand up for him in a fit of rage, without distinguishing right from wrong or good from bad, just protecting him behind him.

Xiao Huandu had a premonition.

Even if Wei Jin is persuaded not to go to the capital... he will probably be leaving soon anyway.

After all, the days he spent clinging to his master in Peach Blossom Spring were stolen from his life.

Even the most thick-skinned person can distinguish between good and bad.

Xiao Huandu did indeed willingly chase after Wei Jin, begging for forgiveness, but he never held any hope in his heart. His master was bold in love and hate, and he had no shortage of people who truly cared for him, let alone a half-demon like himself. He had no right to ask Wei Jin to turn back and look at him.

Xiao Huandu twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a sheepish laugh.

"If... if you cared about me this much too, that would be wonderful."

That smile was like a needle, piercing Wei Jin's heart unexpectedly. He frowned: "Xiao Huandu, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Huandu reached out and hugged him tightly.

Wei Jin froze, as if he had been hit squarely by a large, fluffy dog ​​that had suddenly pounced on him, its broad and warm embrace enveloping him completely.

Xiao Huandu buried her face deeply in his shoulder, "Master, just this once, please?"

"..."

"You must take good care of yourself from now on, drink less alcohol, and don't get angry easily. I've tidied up everything in Xingjin Pavilion. Your collections, clothes, magical artifacts, and pills are all in the usual places. Before you left, I arranged them according to your habits. As for the items in my residence... if you don't like them or find them an eyesore, just throw them away."

"..."

"And..." Xiao Huandu lowered his voice little by little, leaned down, tightened his embrace a little more, and secretly rubbed his head against Wei Jin's loose black hair, "If you want to take on new disciples in the future, find someone more honest and obedient than me who won't cause you any trouble."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. What was he doing? Was he acting like a teacher?

After a moment's hesitation, he said with a heavy heart, "And... on that night of passion, I don't remember anything. I was a beast, I was a bastard, I'm sorry. But I really didn't want to offend you or hurt you, I'm sorry, Master... If possible, please forget it."

"..."

By the time Xiao Huandu had finally finished speaking his long-held thoughts, a considerable amount of time had passed. Fortunately, the person in his arms did not get angry or push him away forcefully.

Xiao Huandu was already fond of Wei Jin's scent, and thought that after this hug, there might never be another chance like this. Since his master didn't push him away, then... he would linger a little longer.

After a moment, Wei Jin asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

of course not.

Just imagining his master taking in other disciples, smiling so beautifully at others, protecting them, and caring for them, made Xiao Huandu want to bite them to death.

The thought that the house where I had lived in Xingjin Pavilion for more than ten years would be emptied and that the traces I left behind would be thrown away like trash made my heart ache terribly.

The tree may wish to rest, but the wind will not cease; the will may be willing, but the strength is insufficient.

Xiao Huandu didn't want to start and end with lies. He simply had no other choice.

A huge wave of bitterness welled up in Xiao Huandu's heart. He tried his best to hold it in and gave a heavy "hmm".

Wei Jin suddenly looked up, grabbed Xiao Huandu's collar forcefully, and gritted his teeth, saying, "...Liar. Liar."

His brow was furrowed, his beautiful face was distorted, and his chest heaved violently.

"Nothing happened between us that night during our passionate phase." Wei Jin suddenly pushed him away. Xiao Huandu was stunned for a moment, then quickly panicked.

"W-what?!"

As the two were arguing, they bumped into Chu Xianlan, who was returning from the clinic.

Chu Xianlan stood in the middle of the road with her eyes closed, and said awkwardly but politely, "Haha, I was just passing by. I'm deaf and my eyesight is poor, so I didn't see anything just now."

This is outrageous!

Chu Xianlan fumbled with her fingers inside her sleeve, feeling like she shouldn't be in the car, but under it. After a long while, she finally managed to utter four words, "You guys talk first."

After saying that, Chu Xianlan awkwardly tried to slip into the bushes, attempting to take an unusual route and quietly escape.

"Come back." Wei Jin reached out and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.

Chu Xianlan desperately tried to wink at Xiao Huandu!

At this moment, Xiao Huandu's heart was entirely focused on Wei Jin, completely oblivious to his brother's cries for help. He asked Wei Jin recklessly, "Impossible. If nothing happened, then what are those... marks on my body?"

Holy crap. Chu Xianlan, who was forced to eavesdrop, was completely dumbfounded.

Wei Jin's cheeks flushed, then he said coldly, "I did the hitting, and you messed around with it yourself..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Huandu added, "What about the bite mark on Master's neck? You couldn't have done that yourself, could you?"

Chu Xianlan's soul was taken away.

Wei Jin, enraged and embarrassed, retorted, "Why ask so many questions!"

Xiao Huandu took a step closer, grabbed Wei Jin's shoulder, and said with a hint of grievance, "Also, when I woke up that morning, Master was lying next to me without wearing anything. Was that just my imagination?"

Chu Xianlan wanted to find an opportunity to surrender, or be reincarnated!

Wei Jin shook him off, her bright, alluring peach blossom eyes tinged with a hint of red, wishing she could sew his mouth shut: "Xiao Huandu! How dare you! If you spout any more nonsense, I'll cripple you!"

"Then cripple me," Xiao Huandu seemed to have been overwhelmed by the shock, completely disregarding everything and going mad. His eyes were wet, and he said in a thick nasal voice, "I won't lie anymore... Master, I just want to know, do you have even the slightest bit of affection for me? Even just a little bit, please tell me the answer, I beg you..."

By the end, his voice was choked with suppressed sobs, as if he were making a desperate, all-or-nothing gamble.

"Shut up." Wei Jin took a deep breath, sparks flying from the whip in his hand, but he didn't bring it down.

Chu Xianlan had completely given up the struggle.

I just hope these two can end this quickly and spare his life.

His prayers were not in vain.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute being played while someone was taking a stroll appeared!

"Brother Chu!"

The little girl quickly hopped over and stuffed a candied hawthorn into Chu Xianlan's hand, saying, "Don't be sad, Sheng Sheng is very worried about you."

Chu Xianlan closed her eyes in fear, a strong premonition rising in her heart—the situation was going to get worse and worse.

Xiao Shengsheng turned his head, innocently saying:

"Hmm? My brother and sister-in-law are here too."

This sentence was like a spark thrown into a powder keg, becoming a stroke of genius that ignited the entire scene.

"...I am not your sister-in-law."

"...Okay. Shengsheng, that's a good way to address her. From now on, call her sister-in-law!"