On Zhuyun Peak, Wei Feng and Lin Mo'an sat opposite each other, chatting in tacit understanding.

Qin Xiao and Lin Xueying did not sit down, but stood obediently behind Wei Feng.

The second senior brother Zi Zhou changed his temper from blathering on the road and had a cold face. He took Huaining and sat down in the empty seat next to Wei Feng.

Huaining has long seen the true nature of the second senior brother. He is a talkative maniac in private, but he can still pretend to be in serious situations.

The more unhappy he is, the better he can pretend.

Seeing that the second senior brother was almost pretending to be the flower of the high mountain, Huaining probably understood that he must be very dissatisfied with the young master of Tiansheng Palace.

Who doesn't know how to pretend? Who doesn't know how to be a flower on the high mountain?

Huaining followed the example of his second senior brother and sat with a cold face, took out a few small fruits and concentrated on feeding Lingbao.

Wei Feng seemed to be used to this kind of scene and greeted Huaining with a smile:

"Little Junior Sister, this is what I often mention to you, Tiansheng Palace Lin Mo'an. He is also Master's registered disciple. You can call him Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother Lin." Huaining saluted perfunctorily.

"It doesn't matter, junior sister still remembers that we met eight years ago."

Eight years ago? Twelve years old? Met you?

Huaining didn't believe it in her heart. She had no impression at all. The original book didn't write it, and the original owner didn't remember this person. Could it be a hidden branch?

Huaining tilted his head and couldn't help but look at Lin Mo'an a few more times.

It just felt weird.

Isn't Lin Mo'an Lin Xueying's infatuated and mentally retarded partner? He even loves her to the point where he is humble enough to share it with other men. What is he going to do now?

Even if Huaining's emotions were relatively slow, she could clearly feel that since she entered this hall, Lin Mo'an had been unabashedly focusing his scorching eyes on her.

Huaining didn't want to look at him, so she continued to feed Lingbao, and even said in a wicked way:

"Be good, baby. Let's just eat some for now. Mom will buy you some meat buns later."

It's time to use your children to block a wave of peach blossoms. This trick has proven to be effective every time.

But Lin Mo'an didn't seem to care at all, and even took out a few exquisite pastries on the spot and handed them to Lingbao.

Even if you don't like it, you can't let it fall into the hands of the young palace master. After all, he is still a registered disciple of Zhu Jianzun, so he has to call him senior brother as a matter of etiquette.

Thinking of this, Huaining could only take it casually.

Unexpectedly, the second senior brother who had been holding back all this time suddenly grabbed the cake and put it in his mouth:

"Little junior sister, this is your fault! You forgot what brother Wei taught you? Do you know that you must be on guard against others?

How dare you give your child any cakes given by anyone? Lingbao is still so young, what if he is persecuted by a gangster?"

Second Senior Brother, I give you a thumbs up!

Huaining nodded wildly in cooperation: "Ning'er knows I was wrong. Second Senior Brother, please calm down."

"Zi Zhou! Don't be rude." Senior Brother helplessly scolded:

"It's not like you don't know that I have been staying in Tiansheng Palace in exchange for the past few years.

I personally taught Mo An his cultivation and swordsmanship, so how can I know his character?"

In the Dao Sword Sect, Wei Feng never became an independent elder because he refused to leave Zhu Jianzun.

In fact, with his cultivation and strength, as well as his swordsmanship in the lineage of Zhu Jianzun, no matter which sect he goes to, he is a capable elder and is sought after by genius disciples.

Tiansheng Palace couldn't recruit Zhu Jianzun, so it resorted to the next best thing and found various excuses to keep Wei Feng, just to let him teach Lin Mo'an.

Wei Feng felt that Lin Mo'an's talent was too high and he could not control it, so he begged his master to accept him as a registered disciple.

Although these things are not widely circulated outside, everyone in the Zhuyun Mountain lineage knows about them except Da Mulu Huaining.

"Is he yours again?

But save your worries, one Qin Xiao and one Lin Xueying are not enough, now here comes Lin Moan.

You are not the junior sister who brought up feelings, so you don’t know how to feel bad about me, do you?”

The second senior brother loves Huaining the most. He has always felt that Qin Xiao and Lin Xueying were causing harm to Huaining, and he also had some complaints against their master Wei Feng. Now he has reached the critical point and spoken out.

"Second senior brother, don't say that." Huaining quickly pulled the second senior brother:

"Ning'er believes that the eldest brother is also doing my best. It's just that the eldest brother has been away from the sect all year round and met those who are good at pretending, so he was deceived."

Well, who doesn’t know how to talk about tea?

There is nothing wrong with the senior brother. He is just busy with everything and does not bother to discipline his disciples. He does not know what Qin Xiao and Lin Xueying are doing in private.

Being questioned by Zi Zhou and Huaining one after another, Wei Feng's expression became even more ugly. Now he also wanted to re-examine those two apprentices to see what they had done. Even the innocent and kind-hearted little junior sister stood with Zi Zhou.

Now that the guests are still here, it’s not the right time.

Wei Feng calmed down his emotions, ignored Zi Zhou's fuss, and calmed Huaining with words:

"If you have been wronged in any way, little junior sister, you must tell senior brother. If those two evil disciples dare to provoke you, you can just discipline them for senior brother. You don't have to give them face."

Huaining gave up when he saw that it was good, and quickly climbed up the pole: "I know that senior brother is the best to me.

Ning'er used to be ignorant, didn't know people well, and was tricked into a lot of things. I hope senior brother will make the decision for Ning'er."

Wei Feng frowned, why is the junior sister so unruly today? It's not appropriate to punish the disciples when there are outsiders around, isn't it?

As for the matter between the junior sister and Qin Xiao, Wei Feng also knew that their senior brothers had persuaded them many times back then, but it was the junior sister who plunged into it on her own.

She regrets it now and feels a little disgraceful to find someone to ask for a gift in return.

It's not impossible, at least don't do it in front of outsiders, it's a bit embarrassing.

Who knew that this young palace master did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and actually nodded seriously in response:

"Junior sister's things should really be taken care of and not allowed to be taken care of casually."

With that said, Lin Mo'an took the purple crystal hairpin and handed it to Huaining with both hands:

"This spiritual hairpin should belong to my junior sister, right? Yesterday I went to the black market for my brother and saw someone pawning it."

Is this person acquainted with me? What's going on with a young junior sister? It's just a registered disciple, it's not a formal status, there's absolutely no need for it, right?

The senior brother looked pleased: I had long felt that Qin Xiao was not good enough for my junior sister, but now that Mo An is washing my eyes for my junior sister, I feel relieved.

The second senior brother was anxious:

"It's really my junior sister's amethyst hairpin. Boy, tell me honestly, why do you have this thing in your hand?

Tell me, are you motivated by sex and have been plotting evil against our little junior sister for a long time?"

Lin Mo'an smiled gently at his second senior brother and briefly explained what happened yesterday, especially emphasizing Lin Xueying's lies. He even emphasized:

"Eight years ago, I was in jail and was rescued by a benefactor. Mo An was seriously injured at the time and could not remember his benefactor's face. He only remembered this amethyst hairpin.

Yesterday, this nephew, perhaps knowing something in advance, deliberately pretended to be his benefactor. It almost caused a misunderstanding and caused Lin to repay the wrong favor.

After all, we at the Tiansheng Palace were prepared to use the Burning Heaven Sword Art to express our gratitude for the life-saving grace that day. There was only one step left before my Burning Heaven Sword Art would be deceived.
Chapter completed!