So you're the only Clear-Headed One in the original novel.
Xiao Yan looked at the young beauty before him, a strange grin curling his lips.
"Kekeke, I hear you're the only one in the entire original novel who looks down on this Young Master. But the more you do, the more excited I get."
Under Xiao Yan's wicked gaze, Feng Qing'er frowned and shot him a displeased look. "That's right."
"Good, very good." Xiao Yan looked at Feng Qing'er and nodded in satisfaction.
He turned to Thunder Venerable beside her and nodded approvingly. "Old Lei, oh, Old Lei. I was already pleased that you came to visit in person. Who would've thought you'd even bring your own disciple to me?
"This Young Master is deeply gratified by your sincerity."
At his tone, Thunder Venerable's face stiffened, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently. Behind him, Feng Qing'er grew even more displeased.
A trace of resentment crossed her beautiful face as she said coldly, "Young Master Xiao Yan, you're a person of some standing, at least. I hope you won't behave so disgracefully."
At last, Thunder Venerable spoke.
"Ahem, Young Master Xiao Yan, I think you've misunderstood. I brought my disciple here only to broaden her horizons, not to offer her as an apology."
Thunder Venerable was speechless. He had long heard that this brat was a ravenous fiend for women, but who behaved like this? He was practically an animal. If the power behind him weren't so overwhelming, Thunder Venerable would have traded blows with him even if Xiao Yan had already become a Dou Zun.
Hearing Thunder Venerable's words, Xiao Yan showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, he suddenly laughed. "Of course I knew you couldn't bear to offer up your precious disciple, Old Lei. I was only joking."