"We're of the same generation, yet you want to become my father-in-law? Brother Tiandang, is that appropriate? Is that reasonable?"
Feng Zaixing voiced three questions from the depths of his soul. He had never imagined that the old brother he had rescued back then would now switch sides.
When I rescued you, I thought you could comfort your daughter. How did you end up trying to play matchmaker instead?
"What, what, what? What does all this mean?"
Mu Ye was somewhat confused by Yuan En Tiandang and Feng Zaixing's conversation. How had they suddenly jumped to fathers-in-law and sons-in-law?
Wait, didn't Yuan En Tiandang only have one daughter? And she was Zaixing's Personal Disciple, Mu Ye's grand-disciple—
"No, no, no. Our Body Sect might act both righteously and wickedly, but we don't practice such wicked arts! This, this, this, this—"
This Sect Master thought it was neither appropriate nor reasonable.
Mu Ye swallowed, finding it hard to accept.
Although it was no longer unusual in the Federation for teachers and their adult students to marry, the Body Sect still retained some old traditions.
A teacher and disciple who had been together since childhood developing feelings for each other—what would that make them? Wouldn't the sect's reputation be utterly ruined?
Yuan En Tiandang fell silent for a moment, then chose to face Feng Zaixing's questioning gaze directly. "In terms of seniority, you are indeed one generation above her. But in terms of age, you're two years younger than her."
"As for your master-disciple relationship, you snatched that disciple away back then anyway. You're the Inner Sect's second disciple, while she is the daughter of me, the Outer Sect Master. That can count as being of the same generation."
Feng Zaixing:
You must have prepared those words for a long time, huh?