"If those old fellows behave themselves, fine. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind plucking out every last hair of their beards."
"Don't worry. With your master here, even if the sky falls, your master will still be here. You just have to hold it up."
As Feng Xian'er spoke, she deliberately reached out with her right hand and stroked the back of Lin Shisan's head.
She treated Lin Shisan entirely like her own little child, without the slightest concern for appearances.
But why did that "hold it up" sound a little awkward?
"Master... I..."
Breathing in Feng Xian'er's faint fragrance, Lin Shisan felt warmth well up in his heart this time.
He wanted to say something, only to find his mouth covered by a slender, delicate hand.
He was being treated like a little child again.
To an outsider, they might have looked like a couple flirting.
"Don't rush to thank me in a fit of gratitude. Let me settle your accounts first."
Her phoenix eyes smiling, Feng Xian'er leaned close to Lin Shisan's ear.
They were so close they could almost feel each other's breathing.
Lin Shisan's heart fluttered again. His beautiful master had stirred his youthful heart once more.
"That little girl from the Gu Household blushed as red as an apple when she looked at you just now."
"Tell me honestly. Did you do something you shouldn't have to her in the Nine Yang Pavilion?"
"Ah..."
Lin Shisan stared, dumbfounded.
His mouth opened into a huge O.
So that was what Feng Xian'er meant by settling his accounts so mysteriously.
For a moment there, he had genuinely feared his beautiful master would seize the chance to demand that he repay her with his body.
"Did something really happen? Tell your master. How far have you two gone? Have you