Soon, he finished telling the most important part of the story.
Ye Qinghong pressed his lips together without a word.
He simply held the Azure Shadow Sword, turning back into that block of ice again.
Seeing this, Fang Yang felt quite gratified.
He did not actually mind his disciple liking him. It was just that this affection burned too fiercely and needed a little reining in.
Now it seemed the results were excellent.
So he smiled and said,
"My disciple, having heard this much, what are your thoughts?"
"I have some!"
Ye Qinghong's voice was icy.
The results really were outstanding...
Because of a romance between master and disciple, he had been defiled like that.
Surely Ye Qinghong would learn his lesson and reject such behavior.
Thinking this to himself, Fang Yang spoke even more gently.
"Good. Then tell your master, what are your thoughts?"
"The Taoist nun deserved to die!"
Ye Qinghong's face was expressionless.
Fang Yang's expression stiffened. Already sensing that something was wrong, he continued asking with a smile, "Anything else?"
"..."
This time, Ye Qinghong lowered his head and fell silent for a long while. Finally, as though he had made some decision, he spoke coldly.
"I have an old friend whose situation is very similar to the events in this story. She once said that if she were the protagonist, she would have taken her master's first time long ago. If she stayed by his side without leaving him for a single step, naturally there would be no Taoist nun later."
"???"
Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, question marks written all over his face.
For some reason, I keep feeling that my writing is getting blander and blander. Several devoted fans have left, and I've been feeling down all day. I didn't manage