Lin Jiusheng touched his nose and smiled secretly in his heart. Unexpectedly, Qing Qiuxue's master was so overbearing, pointing to the nose of the head of the Maoshan faction and cursing. The other party only showed a speechless and helpless expression, but did not curse back.
"You also know that this matter is not in the martial art. It is a matter decided by the great guardian and several elders. It has nothing to do with me." The middle-aged man said softly.
"I'm telling you, you don't want to throw the pot, if you want one to three seven, they don't have your support. They dare to do these things? They even got into the head of my Beishan, and made my precious disciple almost die. It's not over with you." The old man pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed again.
The middle-aged man's face was blue and white, and he looked extremely aggrieved.
Lin Jiusheng felt comfortable in his heart for a while, but he didn't expect Master to protect his shortcomings like this.
Qing Qiuxue on the side knew that this would not work, and now she cursed her and stopped her quickly.
After all, they are in the sect now, so they don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.
"The head said that it is true. He was not there that day. Master, please don't blame it. Besides, there are other disciples below. If you let you see it, I am afraid that the head will lose face. This face will have to be sustained." Qing Qiuxue Xiao Soundtrack.
Hearing these words, the old man snorted twice, sat down on the stool, and said coldly at the head: "My disciples are more sensible than you."
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at the old man, turned his head and glanced at Qing Qiuxue, and cast a thank you expression. He was really scared. The old man was making trouble like this.
Others don't know the identity of the old man, but he does, especially when he grew up watching the old man.
Although the old man does not have any real power, his seniority is surprisingly high, and it is not an exaggeration to call him an uncle in private.
"Don't talk nonsense with you kid, hurry up and call the great guardian and the elders who are discussing matters. I have to talk to them. I am really good at it. I was bullied to Beishantou while I was away." The old man was cold. Said, he sat down on the stool and looked around coldly.
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But he didn't dare to anger the evil star, and quickly let the disciples around him go over and call the elders and the great guardian who had been discussing matters.
Several disciples nodded and hurriedly followed the middle-aged man's orders.
Qing Qiuxue sat beside the old man, and Lin Jiusheng stood behind her.
Qing Qiuxue and the old man started chatting, looking at Lin Jiusheng, the old man brought the topic to him.
Qing Qiuxue quickly introduced to the old man, and asked Lin Jiusheng to call Master.
After Lin Jiusheng called, the old man laughed, then took out a small box from his pocket and asked him to accept it, saying it was a meeting gift for him.
Although he didn't know what was in the small box, seeing Qing Qiuxue asked him to put it away quickly, lest the old man feel the pain and take the things back.
This sentence caused the old man to roll his eyes several times, and said in his heart, "Is this kind of a teacher?"
Lin Jiusheng was about to open the box, and Qing Qiuxue hurriedly told the story, especially when he put all the credit on his head, saying that if it were not for him, their masters and apprentices would have died long ago.
(End of this chapter)