Chu Shihan jerked in shock, his pupils contracting slightly as the calm on his face shattered in an instant. He opened his mouth, yet for a moment, he had no idea how to respond—why was his master suddenly asking about this?
Chu Shihan: "..."
"No, I don't want to."
Jiang Nian deliberately hid his abilities and harbored deep, inscrutable thoughts. Just looking at him filled Chu Shihan with resistance. He had no intention of gaining, for no reason at all, a junior brother of unknown origins who acted like some "skill-stealing thief."
Shen Yuxi was so startled he nearly choked, the scream in his heart almost bursting from his throat: "!!!"
"Holy shit! Ninth Martial Uncle, wasn't taking in one male lead enough? You want another one too? Leave a line of mercy when dealing with people! So the flower language of good seedlings is: whoever hesitates loses out?"
He forcefully suppressed the shock on his face and secretly studied Chu Shihan from the corner of his eye. Seeing the other man's face turn livid and his jaw clench tight, Shen Yuxi felt even more uneasy.
"One mountain cannot hold two tigers unless one is male and the other female. Is the plotline really this powerful? Seeing that Eldest Senior Brother's harem can't happen anymore, are they urgently grabbing a replacement?"
"They do have some connection, right... Though I can't remember it, I vaguely recall that Eldest Senior Brother could save the world in the end thanks to the second-generation male lead. But... they haven't even met face-to-face... Ah, this... No, can I ship this?"
Chu Shihan had already been thrown into turmoil by his master's words. Then he vaguely sensed Shen Yuxi's gaze and heard those incoherent mutterings in the other's heart, making his expression darken further.
Chu Shihan: