Xiao Yan wandered dazedly along the stone-paved path, his mind filled with the aggrieved, resentful look his Master had shown through tears earlier...
It felt like Master had truly changed today... She seemed so cute...
His entire body shuddered, and he gently slapped himself.
Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, that was the Master who had raised you! How could you entertain such improper thoughts?
Yet his Master's strange actions today truly weighed on his mind.
"She seemed to call me 'Xiao Yan' today... Who is Xiao Yan?" Xiao Yan stopped in his tracks and tried hard to recall, but unfortunately, there was no such person in his memories at all.
After thinking it over and over, he could only temporarily give up on investigating the matter further.
Forget it. Perhaps Master had been unwell and simply called the wrong name! There would be plenty of time to look into it later. The pressing matter was completing the task Master had assigned him! And improving his strength!
These past days, he had vaguely sensed that he had already touched the barrier of the Tenth Realm. As long as he entered secluded cultivation for a time, he should certainly be able to break through to the Tenth Realm. Then, he could try to shoulder some of the burden on Master's shoulders as well!
Liuli sat barefoot on the bed, gloomily sorting through her clothes.
Damn it, damn it! Why did she always end up at a disadvantage whenever she faced that bastard? Her originally loose clothes had come undone completely. Luckily, she had reacted quickly enough to grab her sash in time. Otherwise, it would not have been as simple as Xiao Yan seeing her make a fool of herself—he would have seen everything, damn it!
Remembering the look in Xiao Yan's