Logically speaking, as his beloved disciple, she should be happy now that she defeated Leng Wei, who was ranked twelfth in Mo country, but in this situation... Why can't he be happy...
Master Ye Jue couldn't help but lament in his heart, hey... I still doted on her too much...
This little girl is really lawless...
Although he thought so in his heart, Master Ye Jue still stroked his long beard, walked forward, and asked Twelve with concern: "How do you feel, sir? Is your health okay?"
"I'm... cough... it's okay." As soon as Twelve opened his mouth to speak, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Master Ye Jue looked at him with a sympathetic expression, and quickly waved to the maids who were watching to help Twelve enter the villa to rest.
Seeing Twelve being helped away by the maids, he turned around, looked at Ye Qiqi with a stern look on his face, and angrily said, "You stinky girl, why don't you come over and apologize to Mr. Mo! You said you, I haven’t understood what happened to Mr. Mo just now, but now I’ve injured one of his guards again, let’s see how I will deal with you later!”
"Grandpa, he clearly asked his guards to beat me just now. His guards couldn't beat me, so it's my fault..." Ye Qiqi's face suddenly fell, and a pair of big black and white eyes were full of light. There was a faint vapor coming out, and he said in a pitiful voice: "Besides, haven't you always taught me that I won't offend anyone if they don't offend me, and if someone offends me, I will beat him until his teeth are all over the floor??"
"You...!!" Master Ye Jue was so angry that his beard stood up. He was right to say this normally, but he only said it in private. Now that she said it so grandly, he, the world's No. 1 Where should a master put his face!
"Don't worry about what I usually say. What happened today is your fault. Apologize to me quickly!!" Master Ye Jue glared at Ye Qiqi fiercely, fearing that she would be disobedient, and specifically added: "No If you apologize, you won’t be allowed to eat tonight!”
"...Okay." Ye Qiqi walked up to Mo Hanqing extremely reluctantly, raised her head and glanced at his handsome face that was so cold that there was no warmth at all, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I'm sorry."
"Louder!!" Master Ye Jue stood behind her and shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry!!" Ye Qiqi straightened her back and shouted at Mo Hanqing at the top of her lungs.
"..." Mo Hanqing reached out and wiped away the saliva that splashed on his face, feeling very speechless.
Master Ye Jue glanced at Mo Hanqing's actions with some embarrassment, then turned his head, pretending that he hadn't seen anything just now, and continued towards Ye Qiqi: "Be sincere!"
"Ah??" Ye Qiqi turned around and looked at Master Ye Jue. Isn't this sincere enough?
What to do...
Ye Qiqi stood there and hesitated for a long time. If it didn't work, she would have no choice but to use her trump card against grandpa! !
Thinking of this, she raised her head and walked towards Mo Hanqing with a heroic look on her face.
Mo Hanqing frowned slightly, watching Ye Qiqi getting closer and closer to him. Just when he was about to ask her what she wanted to do, he felt his collar being roughly grabbed, followed by a soft, warm hand. A warm touch fell on his cheek.