Yet Jing Yuan Yuan could do nothing about it. Who could blame him when he was in the wrong?
"Jing Yuan Yuan, couldn't you have stayed a little longer just now? I couldn't reach you by phone either. If I hadn't run into Yanqing and learned that you were still in the Divination Department and hadn't left, I might have suspected that your teacher had dragged you away and beaten you up."
"Huh? Teacher, wait. Are you talking about..."
"I didn't say anything."
Jing Yuan Yuan found dealing with Fu Qing quite easy. After all, Fu Qing was a workaholic and easy to fool. Kiana, however, was the exact opposite. He couldn't tempt her with benefits, and he couldn't find a single opening.
I can't exactly use Fu Xuan as bait, can I?
Wait, it seemed that might actually work.
Jing Yuan Yuan was already considering whether this plan was feasible.
In any case, he would retire sooner or later and suppress his Mara-struck body.
If Fu Xuan really became general, and he then tied Kiana to the Luofu as the Supreme Diviner, wouldn't that be wonderful?
Yanqing, however, saw that his master and his general were being brushed off so casually by the white-haired woman in front of them. Young and hot-blooded, he could barely hold himself back.
"Oh, right. Speaking of which, this is your disciple, isn't it? Tell him to be careful lately. He should watch out for a situation where there are five people, and he beats four of them."
"Mm. I'll pay attention."
Before Yanqing could lose his temper, he was suppressed.
Listening to this inexplicable exchange, he had a feeling that something bad was about to happen to him.
"By the way, Yanqing, your weapon is a one-handed sword, so you'd better watch out