Ya Fei, the Matchmaker

Xiao Yan still did not know the "Yu Tuo, save me" meme.

Of course, Yao Chen did not know either.

But that did not stop Yao Chen from teasing Xiao Yan.

"Hmm?"

"So you know to seek your teacher when you run into trouble now?"

"Weren't you calling me old man before?"

Yao Chen's voice echoed beside Xiao Yan's ear.

Making Xiao Yan smile awkwardly despite himself.

His attitude changed remarkably quickly. He immediately surrendered. "Come on, Master. Your disciple was immature. Surely a venerable elder like yourself would not hold it against an immature disciple like me?"

"What if I insist on holding it against you?"

Yao Chen asked in return.

Leaving Xiao Yan too stifled to say a word.

Fortunately, Yao Chen was only teasing him, making things difficult for Xiao Yan, this stinky brat. Compared to Han Feng, who had appeared obedient in every respect, Xiao Yan might often be disrespectful and inconsistent in how he addressed him. When Queen Medusa had hung him up and beaten him, Xiao Yan had even called him grandfather in order to make him act quickly and save him from the sea of bitterness. Yet it was precisely this seemingly shameless Xiao Yan who put Yao Chen more at ease.

Little did he know that this was normal for a transmigrator.

Lu Yuan had once been equally disrespectful.

He had also sweet-talked quite a few girls.

The difference was that Lu Yuan had never met a good teacher like Yao Chen. The reality he had accepted determined the path he took. It was inevitable.

Therefore.

After making things difficult for Xiao Yan a little longer, Yao Chen did not use it to force Xiao Yan into accepting any conditions. Instead, he relented and let Xiao Yan off the hook in his