Pei An had no idea what Qian Daoliu was thinking.
After his brief surprise at Qian Daoliu delegating authority, Pei An did not dwell on it further.
He put away the Silver Token engraved with an angel and nodded slightly. "I understand, Teacher. I'll go thank the Great Worship later."
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved a hand, glancing at Qian Renxue beside him. "The Great Worship said there's no need to thank him. Just treat Xue'er well."
After speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo turned his gaze back to Pei An. His expression was slightly complicated, but his tone was serious.
"What I said just now was from the Great Worship. What I'm about to say is from me."
"You brat, if you dare treat Xue'er badly, this old man won't let you off!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his fist.
Pei An was a student he regarded as his own son, but Qian Renxue was also someone he had watched grow up.
Though she was not as close to him as Pei An, she was still a junior Golden Crocodile Douluo valued greatly.
To be honest, before Qian Daoliu told him about it, he had never realized that Qian Renxue harbored that kind of feeling for Pei An.
He had also seen Qian Renxue staring blankly at Pei An and Bibi Dong.
That made Golden Crocodile Douluo realize that what Great Worship Qian Daoliu had said was indeed true.
Little An did not know, but Xue'er had probably truly developed those feelings for him.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was not good at handling matters of affection between men and women.
Though he did not think it was such a big deal—among nobles and some soul masters, it was common to have groups of wives and concubines.
Still, regardless of what he thought, Golden Crocodile