At the time, An Yang and Dan Chenzi were walking on the Golden Summit, softly discussing the matters of Xuan Tianzong, Li Yingqi, and Chang Kong Wuji.
Duan Lei then abruptly flew over with Cheng Letian, parting the clouds above the summit and landing straight before them.
"Hey, An Yang, Dan Chenzi!"
Cheng Letian's loud shout startled him.
An Yang and Dan Chenzi raised their heads, only to see Cheng Letian jump down from a height of two meters in midair. This height was not very high, but looking at Cheng Letian's posture, it always made people a bit alarmed.
She landed on the ground with a thump, raised her head to look at them, and shouted, "You guys become my master!"
An Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.
Dan Chenzi's face also turned somewhat dark.
After a pause, he put on the bearing of the chief disciple, turned to Duan Lei, and said, "Why did you bring her here? Why aren't you properly practicing swordsmanship with the other disciples?"
Duan Lei smiled and said, "I think she's a person of steadfast will, well worth cultivating, so I was just taking her to experience the feeling of flight. I didn't expect to happen to see you, First Senior Brother. Cheng Letian just shouted for me to fly toward you, so..."
"Nonsense, take her away, take her away," Dan Chenzi said.
"Following First Senior Brother's command!" As Duan Lei spoke, he tried to pull Cheng Letian, but Cheng Letian ran away, looking somewhat awkward.
"Chief Senior Brother, An Yang, you guys just take me as your disciple! I can do anything, and I can endure any amount of hardship!" Cheng Letian immediately knelt before Dan Chenzi and An Yang.
Dan Chenzi and An Yang exchanged a glance, utterly helpless.
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