Guangji deliberately waited off to the side for a while before clearing his throat and coughing a few times on purpose.
Even then, the senior brothers and sisters still hadn't had their fill.
Besides all those stories about Elder Whitebrow, they had also feasted on some fresh gossip about Elder Duanmu.
But before they could finish savoring that gossip, Martial Uncle Guangji appeared. They were practically scratching their heads and ears in frustration, wishing they could keep their junior sister there until she finished the story.
Unfortunately, they were no match for this martial uncle whose combat prowess was off the charts. They could only watch helplessly as he took his disciple away.
"Senior sisters, senior brothers, I'll come visit you again!" Lan Yue hugged a pile of gifts, grinning from ear to ear.
"Little Lan Yue, you have to remember to come! If you can't get in, just use our identity tokens! We'll give you those too!"
Another pile of identity tokens floated out from inside. When Jiang Li and the others handed theirs over, their eyes practically strained out of their sockets with longing.
"Don't worry, I'll come whenever I have time!" Lan Yue put their gifts and identity tokens into her Spatial Ring.
Watching from beside her, Guangji's mouth kept twitching. He didn't even know what to say.
In the end, he pretended he hadn't seen anything and led his little disciple back.
"This is a cultivation art kept sealed in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Normally, an art like this wouldn't be casually given to you disciples to cultivate, but your circumstances are special. As your master, I've decided to let you take it for now."
When Guangji had heard about his little disciple's cultivation level, this art had been the first thing that came to