My Master Is a Great Dragon, Clinging to Me Every Day! - Chapter 27
Xu Zhiyi felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.
But she still accepted the porcelain bottle Master handed over. If she refused again, it would seem a little impolite.
“Rest early tonight.”
“Your next match will only be in two days. Master spoke to the elders and had your match moved back two days.”
“There is no need to be anxious.”
An Chengxi’s gaze shifted slightly, and she saw the illustrated booklet Xu Zhiyi had placed to the side. Three large words were written plainly on it:
Erotic Palace Illustrations.
Damn it, how had she forgotten about this?!
A thousand words choked in Xu Zhiyi’s throat. No, how should she explain this? How should she explain? She had to think of a way.
She had to clarify that she was not that kind of person.
She was purely curious… curious… curious, that was all.
When facing unknown things she had never come into contact with before, she was simply filled with curiosity. It was an entire explosion of desire to explore.
“Yi’er…”
Master had only just opened her mouth when Xu Zhiyi hurriedly ran over and shut the book. While she was at it, she pulled a sheet of rice paper from the table and covered the book with it.
This was a bit like burying silver here and declaring there was no silver buried here.
Forget it. Whatever.
If no one saw it, then it had never happened.
“Um… um, Master, this disciple was only purely curious about these things… so I took it out and flipped through it.”
She waved her hands. The redness gradually climbing up to the rims of her ears had long since betrayed her. Xu Zhiyi pressed her lips tightly together.
She stared at her own boots.
How was this any different from watching an embarrassing domineering-CEO romance novel out loud on the subway? No, this was even worse. It just so happened to be that kind of scene.
Especially when the teacher was sitting right beside her.
Even more suffocating.
“It was Master’s negligence. If there is anything Yi’er wants to know or does not understand, you may come ask Master.”
“Matters concerning dual cultivation and Dao companions are also something Master must teach Yi’er. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Yi’er, there is no need to be shy.”
Seeing Xu Zhiyi like this, An Chengxi instead began blaming herself for her recent negligence in teaching. She should have explained these matters to Yi’er long ago.
Was she being this direct?
That made Xu Zhiyi, a modern person, seem even more conservative than an ancient person. Xu Zhiyi felt somewhat ashamed. Although she could not exactly say she was a blank sheet of paper.
Normally, she had read quite a lot of comics and all sorts of messy things.
But, Master, aren’t you a dragon?
You can teach this too?!
Wasn’t that crossing species a bit?
“Right, Yi’er, have you seen where Fengyue is?”
“This letter is from Luoxue Peak, and the name written on it is Fengyue’s.”
Perhaps some nominal disciple had mixed things up for a moment and placed the letter that should have gone to Fengyue on An Chengxi’s desk.
Luoxue Peak?!
Wasn’t that where the male lead was? So this letter was from the male lead to the female lead?
Actually, Junior Sister was hiding… right under the window.
But if Xu Zhiyi said that, would she be assassinated by the female lead?
Moreover, it was not only the female lead hiding down there. It felt very dangerous!
So Xu Zhiyi crossed both hands in front of her chest, making a large X, and shook her head.
“Master, this disciple does not know where Junior Sister went either.”
This really was not because she was loyal. It was purely because Xu Zhiyi was afraid of being assassinated. Better to avoid trouble whenever possible.
An Chengxi glanced at Xu Zhiyi’s appearance, then picked up that cup of tea. She brought it to her lips, hesitated slightly, and carefully sniffed it.
She only smelled a fragrant tea aroma.
There was no faint scent of alcohol.
Only then did she dare drink the tea.
That was true. Whenever Yi’er and Fengyue met, they would start arguing after only a few exchanges. The two had always disliked each other, and this had always been one of An Chengxi’s greatest headaches.
“Very well. Master will give this letter to Fengyue when I see her.”
When Xiao Ling heard the three words “Luoxue Peak,” her brows furrowed. Without even thinking, she knew this letter must have been sent by Shangguan Rui.
The hand gripping her sword could not help tightening slightly.
When He Fengyue heard those three words, she became somewhat happy. A few hopes and vague guesses rose in her heart.
She wished she could rush out right now and clutch that letter in her hand.
But the person beside her stopped her. Xiao Ling grabbed her wrist, yet could not bear to use much strength.
Looking at He Fengyue’s face, Xiao Ling shook her head.
A voice transmission sounded in He Fengyue’s ear.
“You cannot go out now.”
“Fengyue, if your master learns that you were in your senior sister’s courtyard, what will she think?”
Ever since He Fengyue had entered the sect and become a disciple, her relationship with Xu Zhiyi had never been good.
Xiao Ling had seen Xu Zhiyi treat He Fengyue hysterically too many times. Although she had stood up for He Fengyue several times, she also had some criticisms in her heart.
Lord Hanshan was clearly more biased toward that useless Xu Zhiyi. Xiao Ling did not know what was so good about that disciple. She was nothing more than a common mortal, with not the slightest intent of seeking immortality or the Dao in her heart.
Even the name “Zhiyi” had been personally given by Lord Hanshan.
“What does whether I go out or not have to do with you?”
Frowning, He Fengyue turned back and glared fiercely at Xiao Ling. Why did this damned woman not return to Xiuyun Peak and be its eldest senior sister?
Why did she cling to He Fengyue all day long?
Did He Fengyue look very free?
A sudden explosion rang in Xiao Ling’s ear. He Fengyue had shown no mercy at all, directly shaking Xiao Ling’s ears until they hurt. She almost went deaf.
“Fengyue, both you and I should have noticed… Xu Zhiyi’s temperament has changed, hasn’t it? In the past, no matter how good Lord Hanshan was to her, she could not see it.”
“But now, she is willing to obediently listen to Lord Hanshan… Fengyue, what do you have to compete with her?”
“Do you know? Today, on the arena, Xu Zhiyi defeated Ji Ming.”
Their gazes met.
He Fengyue could even see the tears flickering in Xiao Ling’s eyes. For a moment, she was speechless.
Yes.
Now, if Xu Zhiyi had truly come to her senses, what could He Fengyue use to compare with her? Xu Zhiyi could cry, make trouble, and threaten to hang herself without any scruples, and Master would tolerate all of it.
If that was not favoritism, then what was it?
“Then why are you upset? You are the eldest senior sister of Xiuyun Peak. Since when was it your turn to pity me?”
“As long as I can win glory for Shuanghan Peak, Master will sooner or later see Xu Zhiyi’s true face clearly.”
How could she not hate it in her heart? There were too many things she felt resentful and unfair about.
She did not call Xu Zhiyi “Senior Sister” because, in her heart, He Fengyue looked down on Xu Zhiyi. A waste like her, who had taken advantage of all the right timing and conditions—
what right did she have to compete with her?
“Do you really not know, Fengyue…? I can tell you now.”
“It is because I care about you. My heart is set on you. I do not know why, but day and night, all I think about is you.”
These words rang beside her ear, and He Fengyue was so startled that she nearly jolted. She tried to shake off Xiao Ling’s hand.
How was this wretched woman so frightening?
He Fengyue was frightened pale, and in her panic, she lost control of her strength. Xiao Ling was pulled so hard that her steps staggered, and she fell forward. By the time she tried to stop herself, it was already too late.
Her palms braced against the blue-brick ground. The distance between the two of them was almost negative, their breaths tangling together.
He Fengyue’s heart was beating extremely fast.
But this movement startled the people inside the room.