At those words, Wang Xiangchi looked thoroughly embarrassed.
Before he had taken Xu Fan as his master, his father had often brought him to his master's small courtyard to mooch meals.
In his master's small courtyard, Xu Gang and Xu Yuexian had played with him. Those had been the happiest times of his childhood.
"Senior Sister, I have no use for this. You should keep it," Wang Xiangchi said.
Just then, Han Feiyu and Jian Wuji, who had been struggling to hold themselves back, excitedly asked, "Martial Uncle, do you have any Light Shadow Art recordings of Master washing his butt when he was little?"
Xu Yuexian looked at her two martial nephews with smiling eyes and casually tossed out a cluster of light-shadow seals.
"When your master was little, I had just learned the Light Shadow Art. I recorded quite a few interesting things about him. You can take a look."
The two immediately grew excited. Taking the cluster of light-shadow seals, they directly bid farewell and left.
"Don't go. Give me those light-shadow seals." A vast Divine Sense immediately pinned Han Feiyu and Jian Wuji in place.
Just as the two felt they would be unable to see what their master had been like as a child—
A Yin Yang Ethereal Projection directly dissolved Wang Xiangchi's Divine Sense suppression.
The restored pair vanished in a flash. "Senior Sister, when did you record these things? How did I not notice when I was little?" Wang Xiangchi asked awkwardly.
"You were adorable when you were little, so I secretly recorded you. Later, after you found out, you even asked me to record more. You were still running around bare-assed back then." Xu Yuexian recalled the happy days of their childhood.
There, in that small courtyard, their master had reclined in