Not far away, several figures watched Lin Fan leave with the two women, curiosity gleaming in their eyes.
Han Yan propped up her chin and giggled. "I was wondering why Senior Brother Lin hadn't chosen a furnace cauldron these past few days. Turns out he had his eye on these two women."
As she spoke, Han Yan suddenly noticed Zheng Cheng beside her, rapidly taking notes in a notebook. The page read: "Senior Sister Han gossiping about Senior Brother Lin's furnace cauldrons."
Noticing Han Yan's gaze, he had no intention of putting the notebook away. Instead, he said with a solemn expression, "From now on, show Senior Brother Lin more respect. No talking about Senior Brother behind his back."
Han Yan's smile stiffened. "You were the one who stopped Senior Brother Lin before, weren't you?"
Zheng Cheng said with utmost seriousness, "No."
"The Zheng Cheng from before is already dead. The Zheng Cheng of today is Senior Brother Lin's most loyal follower."
"Just thinking about being the follower of a Blood Talisman Master fills me with satisfaction."
Han Yan rolled her eyes. "Your bootlicking face is seriously infuriating. Tear that paper up. I was the one who suggested making peace with Senior Brother Lin in the first place."
"I'm not tearing it up."
Zheng Cheng shook his head.
"Fine, you win."
Han Yan was helpless.
Shi Shan silently took out his own notebook and wrote down their entire conversation. If he gave it to Senior Brother Lin later, perhaps Senior Brother would appreciate him more.
Lin Fan had not gone far with the two women, so he naturally noticed Han Yan and the others' clash.
However, he had no intention of interfering. He was not only the senior disciple brother now, but also a genuine Blood Talisman Master. It was