Jian Xiuyun originally planned to discuss it with them separately, but he didn’t expect that Kan Wenxiao would show up.
Before Lin Liaoting could react, Kan Wenxiao crouched on the ground in a panicked manner, confusion written over his face. He picked something up, holding it tightly in his hand. Standing up, he leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to come in, but stopped. He raised his eyes, quietly looking at Jian Xiuyun.
The atmosphere felt a little weird.
Jian Xiuyun coughed lightly, raised his hand and waved to Kan Wenxiao, gesturing for him to enter.
Only then did Kan Wenxiao walk in.
Lin Liaoting stood up and turned around in disbelief to look at Kan Wenxiao walking towards them. The expression on his face shifted from surprise to anger.
“Shizun!” He exclaimed, pointing at Kan Wenxiao with his trembling fingers, “Are you planning to take him with you this year?!”
Jian Xiuyun nodded and replied calmly, “Yes.”
Lin Liaoting stepped forward and clutched his sleeve, his voice rising unconsciously, “Why? Why would you take him, when he’s like that…”
“Liaoting.” Jian Xiuyun knew what he was going to say next, and immediately cut him off.
Lin Liaoting shut his mouth and glared at him with unconcealed dissatisfaction.
Jian Xiuyun looked at his displeased look, and could naturally understand him. He patted his hand and was about to comfort him, but Lin Liaoting yanked his hand away and turned around, striding out.
As soon as he left, a voice was heard, “Master, your tea…”
Before the sentence could be finished, there came the sound of the teapot being smashed to the ground.
Jian Xiuyun sighed. He was really upset.
When he was thinking of how to console Lin Liaoting, Kan Wenxiao’s voice came from beside him. His tone was very light, mixed with a hint of disbelief.
“Shizun, do you really plan to take me there?”
Jian Xiuyun turned around and nodded to him, “Yes, I’ll take you there this time.”
“Why?” Kan Wenxiao couldn’t stop himself from asking.
Jian Xiuyun felt he must explain, so he threw a glance at Song Qingru.
She immediately stood up and walked out.
The room was completely empty save for the two of them.
Jian Xiuyun looked up at him, trying his best to look sincere, adding a little hint of regret in his tone, “I should have let you participate before.”
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Jian Xiuyun shook it off and continued, “What I did before was wrong, but I won’t do it again in the future.”
Jian Xiuyun had actually prepared a lot of words to apologize and sensationalize, but when face to face with Kan Wenxiao, he couldn’t muster it up.
This was already his limit.
After all, with Kan Wenxiao’s face, he really couldn’t stir up any emotion no matter how hard he tried.
Jian Xiuyun pitied himself in his heart. He didn’t expect that one day, in order to merely sustain his life, he would have to endure such humiliation and bear a heavy burden.
Kan Wenxiao sat not far from him, staring at him.
His eyes were deep, and he pretended to be calmn.
He raised his hand and touched the scar on his face, speaking with a dry tone, “I have never blamed Shizun.”
Jian Xiuyun was surprised when he heard this.
Then he continued, “Shizun is willing to let me participate, and that makes me happy, really happy. I will not bring shame upon Shizun.”
Jian Xiuyun stared at the young man in front of him trying his best to reassure him.
It was as if someone had gently poked his heart, and a slight sourness flashed through him.
But it was only for a split second, and it passed as if it was never there.
“Well, go back and pack up.” Jian Xiuyun smiled at him.
“Yes.”
As Kan Wenxiao was about to turn around and leave, something suddenly flew out of Jian Xiuyun’s sleeve and landed on his hand.
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand in surprise and saw that it was the Snow Banyan Flower that he had retrieved from Jueming Cliff.
Shizun hasn’t consumed it yet?
The flower seemed to be overjoyed, twisting happily in his hand.
Why does this flower seem to be alive?
The next second, it was confirmed.
Jian Xiuyun stood up and walked to Kan Wenxiao, pinching one of its petals as he lifted it up, “Why are you running around?”
Xue Rongxiang’s voice had a hint of crying, “Don’t hold me like this, it hurts.”
Jian Xiuyun complied and placed it on his hand.
As soon as he let him go, Xue Rongxiang ran towards Kan Wenxiao.
Jian Xiuyun, “…”
Jian Xiuyun caught it again “What’s the matter with you? Have you taken a liking to my apprentice?”
Xue Rongxiang nodded, and said with a shy tone, “I don’t know either, but I subconsciously feel attracted to him.”
Kan Wenxiao, who was observing from the side, finally understood. He said with some surprise, “Shizun, it has gained consciousness?”
“Yes, it is quite cute. I will keep it.”
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand and poked it curiously.
Jian Xiuyun was about to stop him, saying that Xue Rongxiang would hurt, but Xue Rongxiang hugged his finger and rubbed against it affectionately.
Jian Xiuyun, “…” You really do have double standards.
Although Xue Rongxiang instinctively wanted to be close to Kan Wenxiao, Jian Xiuyun had gotten attached to it after raising it for so long, so in the end it reluctantly returned to Jian Xiuyun.
When Kan Wenxiao was leaving, Xue Rongxiang was extremely upset. It vigorously shook its petals in Jian Xiuyun’s hand, and said loudly, “Remember to come and play with me often!”
Jian Xiuyun burst out laughing when he heard this.
He raised his finger and poked it, “Don’t you feel like a madam in a flower house?”
Xue Rongxiang’s fragrant petals shrank, and it complained, “Don’t poke me, it hurts, and, what is a madam?”
Jian Xiuyun looked at Xue Rongxiang, recalling its double standards, and said with a smile, “The madam is the most beautiful one among all the flowers.”
“Then I am a madam.” Xue Rongxiang immediately replied.
“Okay, then I’ll call you madam from now on.”
“Okay.” Xue Rongxiang shook its petals happily.
Jian Xiuyun teased it for a while longer, then started to ask more serious questions, “Do you still remember that it was Kan Wenxiao who picked you off Jueming Cliff?”
Xue Rongxiang shook its head, “I don’t remember. The first thing I saw when I gained my consciousness was you, but I felt really familiar with him and it was as if we were connected by blood.”
“Your description is…quite special.”
“That’s what it really feels like.” Xue Rongxiang said.
Jian Xiuyun nodded casually, but then his expression changed. As if he had thought of something, he stretched out his hand and unfurled its petals, revealing the stamen inside.
Xue Rongxiang yelled, “Why are you taking off my clothes?”
Jian Xiuyun said, “When I first saw you, there was a trace of red on your stamen. I thought it was your original color, but now it’s gone.”
Xue Rongxiang gathered its petals and fumed, “So?”
“The red stain must’ve been blood. Kan Wenxiao’s blood is the reason you feel so attached to him.” Jian Xiuyun thought this explanation was very reasonable.
His heart stirred. As expected of the male protagonist, a single drop of blood was enough to awaken Xue Rongxiang consciousness.
I wonder what will happen if I take a few sips?
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Jian Xiuyun immediately pinched himself to come back to his senses.
If he wants to live well, he must not seek death.
After figuring it out, Jian Xiuyun stopped worrying about it, put Xue Rongxiang into his sleeve, and then got up to go find Lin Liaoting.
His apprentice was still mad at him.
As a result, he didn’t know where he had run to, and was unable to find him after searching around.
Jian Xiuyun felt something was amiss.
Sure enough, Lin Liaoting didn’t attend class for several days.
Haha, the little flower surely has double standards, its cute.
… The other disciple is blackening…
Thank you for the chapter.
Thank you for the chapter!