The Naughty Senior Sister
The Sun Rises from the South
"Naughty Disciples!"
"Yan Xu! Wang Jia Li!— Eh? Why are you crying there?!"
The voice calls from Lan Xihe and Su Yueyin came in turns.
Yan Xu was already standing up and facing towards his two elders and teacher. He patiently held back his emotional fluctuations from leaking and affecting the best results.
Slowly, crystal-clear tears streamed down the corner of Yan Xu's eyes as he stared towards his teacher. Those tears were filled with a lot of emotions contained within. Making the elders as well as Wang Jia Li who was next to him dumbfounded.
'I did not expect that when I saw Master, my heart could not bear to cry because it was so happy. The strongest weapon in the world! That is the Master of our Wind Peak! Take it easy, Master, the disciple will use you as best as possible!'
With an extremely emotional and tearful facial expression, Yan Xu walked towards his teacher. When he was in front of Master, his tears were rushing more and more and looked very natural.
Thump!
Yan Xu kowtowed before his teacher's feet then shouted, "Murid greets Master!"
Thump!
Yan Xu once again kowtowed and continued, "The grace of Master is truly matchless! Heaven and earth can be witnesses, how kind and loving Master is to the Disciple! The students were very touched and very happy!" yan Xu said while sobbing.
Su Weiyan and the others dropped their jaws, except for Lan Xihe who was already immune to praise. However, the small corner of his mouth lifted slightly, there was a small smile that no one else could see there.
He helped Yan Xu stand back up and wiped away the crocodile tears with both of his slender hands then said, "You can calm down now, because Master is already here, Master, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
'You want to play a show? Well, Master will play with you. Let's see, how much your boayam charade rate is growing, Naughty Disciple!' exclaimed Lan Xihe inwardly.
"Teacher ...." Instead of stopping crying, Yan Xu's tears were increasingly flowing unstoppably. She immediately hugged Lan Xihe's slender waist, immersing her face in her teacher's fairy immortal robe. His cries grew more and more, he also roared very pitifully.
"Teacher, the student is very scared. Afraid that the Disciple would no longer be able to see Master and Junior Sister. Besides ... hiks!— uuhhn ... Students really—hiks! Students really miss Master and our home at the Peak of the Wind!"
'Oh, you miss me so much? Take it easy, Master will beat—uhuk! Educate you to replace as many as three times the coins I used, then play the lottery again!' that was how it was in Lan Xihe's heart.
However, outside he said another, "Relax, you're safe. I'm already here, see? Now, just calm yourself down, okay?" Lan Xihe patted Yan Xu's back gently.
Seeing the behavior of the two pair of teachers and disciples that made the eyes of Su Yueyin and Su Weiyan widen, their jaws increasingly fell almost to the ground.
'Wasn't he always fierce? Why did he now look so gentle, even indulging his disciple!'
'This must be a dream .. true! I was dreaming!'
Each of the Su duo pinched and patted their faces for not being able to accept the out of reason thing that was right in front of the eyes. Unfortunately, it was a reality because they both felt the sensation of pain from his actions.
'This is not a dream!'
'It looks like, in the morning tomorrow the sun will rise from the south. Even if the apocalypse happened, he would never behave like this!'
Su Yueyin and Su Weiyan returned to reality immediately. They could only smile helplessly at the behavior of the two people. The feeling of danger from just a moment ago started running their backs back.
As for Yan Xu and Lan Xihe, they were communicating with advanced sound transmission techniques that were only mastered by the members of the Peak Wind alone.
"Teacher, Disciple gets good stuff for Master. Think of it as a surprise, disciple will show it when we go home."
"Of course, the Disciple will never forget also stabbing Master from behind! Heaven and earth can bear witness to the truth of the sincere words of the Disciple!"
'No, no, even without the heavens and earth testifying, with accurate system benchmarks, your loyalty is just a tiny bit from the fingernail tip of my little finger!' actually that was what Lan Xihe wanted to say, yet she simply swallowed the sentence for herself inwardly.
Lan Xihe resumed their voice transmission, "Now, what kind of theatrical game are you playing?"
"Pupil's happiness is not just a charade, Teacher! Students are truly grateful! However, there are also for other things, it is certain there will be collectors every no debt from other parties ...."
"Murids are thinking of making maximum profit for the sake of our rather poor Wind Peak!"
"Naughty Disciples! How dare you insult your own home! Have you forgotten every teaching and also how hard my punch is?!"
"No-no Teacher! The student didn't mean that!"
"No! You really said that!"
"No Guru— haah .. let's go back to the main topic. Let the Disciple know the circumstances on the Master's side first."
"Hm ..." Lan Xihe thought for a moment then continued, "I've given a stern warning and beat up the old bone there so she promised to compensate the best she could."
"Just how much?" Yan Xu's voice turned grim.
"What do you mean by that?" Lan Xihe stared intently at Yan Xu who was still tightly hugging her slender waist.
Yan Xu's heart frowned when he felt the sharp gaze of his teacher, yet he quickly calmed down and immediately answered his teacher's question.
"If it's only as he can, it means we still can't get what we want. According to Disciple, he should have promised to strive for the best the sect could! Not himself personally! It's the same as a scam!"
Lan Xihe frowned as she said, "Your speech has a point as well. Do I have to beat him up again for playing tricks with me?"
"No need, Master didn't have to bother wasting energy just to beat up that old bone. After all, he is not a person who has a mediocre position right? The disciple can guess, at least he has a high position within the sect."
"Right, he is Su Weiyan, the fourth disciple of Su Yinfeng," Lan Xihe replied in agreement.
"Then, we'll trample the trick using another trick, Master. Wouldn't revenge also feel good if the other party fell into the same field?"
Lan Xihe's eyes widened as if obtaining a holy revelation that descended from the sky.
"Good! Do as you please, Master will follow the path you provide."
"Good, Teacher! Just wait, our Wind Peak will no longer be poor. Even if it were to beat up the old bone to the sect head, the disciple would not be daunted as long as there was a Master coming into play!"
Lan Xihe nodded in agreement and felt satisfied. However, in the depths of his heart, he sensed something was wrong with Yan Xu's last sentence. Unfortunately, he could not understand where the strange thing lay.
Meanwhile, Yan Xu who had already obtained the guarantee from his teacher smiled cunningly.
'good! Master is unaware of my true intentions!— Ptooey! What real intentions?! I'm just helping our Wind Peak! It was a natural thing for a disciple!'
Yan Xu could not help but laugh in his heart, as he thought of every countermeasure he always repeated when confined within the dividing wall. His heart was already fiery, eager to voice how eager he would be for such a sweet compensation reward!