In the span of only a few dozen breaths, Ding Shuying quickly walked to Li Yan's side.
"I've finished packing, Master!"
Ding Shuying bowed respectfully to Li Yan.
"Ma... Master... ter!"
This time, before Li Yan could speak, Qianji, not far away, cried out despite himself. His handsome, fair face was full of disbelief, and even his words had turned into a stammer. His eyes first bulged at Ding Shuying, then shifted to Li Yan.
This master of his had actually taken a disciple? Why hadn't there been even the slightest hint of it before? And the situation was completely different from what he had imagined!
"What? Am I not allowed to take a disciple? I'll explain this to you later!"
Seeing Qianji look as if he had seen a living ghost, Li Yan could not help but glare at him. Now was not the time to explain.
"Oh... oh... oh... hehehe. Master's divine arts are unrivaled beneath the heavens. This little one has long felt that Master ought to open wide the door of convenience and take in all under heaven as... dis... disciples!"
Under Li Yan's glare, Qianji instinctively let out a few dry laughs and habitually tried to heap flattery on Li Yan. But he had only gotten halfway through before he saw Li Yan's gaze suddenly turn unfriendly, and at once he shivered sharply.
Knowing that Li Yan wanted him to speak less at this moment, he hurriedly shut his mouth and ended his flattery. When Ding Shuying had come out earlier, she had already seen Qianji beside Li Yan.
Since Li Yan had not introduced him, with her Golden Core Realm cultivation, she naturally could not sense Qianji's cultivation realm either, so she did not know what relationship this white-clothed young man had with Li