Seeing his disciple in such a vulnerable state for the first time, Yan Shaozhe's urge to tease her vanished without a trace, leaving only helplessness and panic.
He had lived for nearly a century and watched Ma Xiaotao grow from a tiny child into the graceful young woman she was today. When had he ever seen this stubborn girl break down and cry so desperately over someone?
Even back when she had been severely wounded by an Evil Soul Master during a mission and carried back covered in blood, she had merely gritted her teeth without shedding a single tear! And now...
This is bad, this is bad. I took the joke too far...
He berated himself inwardly, while becoming even more certain—his foolish disciple had truly fallen for that boy.
Yan Shaozhe could not help recalling Mu En's earlier warning, and he found his own attempts to bring the two together somewhat laughable.
Long Jinyu's origins were mysterious, and his background was extraordinary. With a family like that, how could he possibly lack female companions? Back then, Yan Shaozhe had only thought about curing the Evil Fire and acted on impulse...
Xiaotao's heart was so pure and passionate. What if... what if that boy was only playing around, or saw Xiaotao as the shadow of that "childhood sweetheart" of his...
Although Long Jinyu usually appeared humble and courteous, so flawless that he seemed nothing like those arrogant, overbearing young heirs of great clans, that only made him more suspicious.
Sometimes, being too perfect was itself unreal. Perhaps this was merely a disguise Long Jinyu had put on to survive after his family suffered its misfortune? If Nine-Colored Dragon Valley still existed, would he be a completely different person?
All sorts of thoughts flashed through Yan Shaozhe's mind. Regarding Ma