Silly Disciple, Could It Be That You Have Something You Hide?

At the end of the corridor, the young man in the moon-white holy robe held a mooncake in his right hand, using his left to catch the crumbs that fell, demonstrating the epitome of a considerate and obedient disciple.

Beside He Ange, the Phoenix Spirit floated in the air, lifting her silky hair with a graceful small hand while leaning forward to bite the mooncake in He Ange’s hand with her delicate mouth.

The Phoenix Spirit’s face was slightly flushed, and she occasionally let out a soft hum of “Mmm~”, her expression utterly blissful, filled with happiness.

Watching this scene…

An Luo Yi admitted that she was getting desperate.

From the day they faced the True Dragon Empress, An Luo Yi had felt something was off. After all, Feng Yuan and He Ange were only master and disciple, yet when they exchanged blood, their actions seemed so intimate and ambiguous, clearly exceeding the traditional meaning of “master and disciple”.

Feng Yuan was only about 5’3″ tall, a petite figure exuding a mature aura. When she embraced He Ange, her tender and loving expression was as if she were He Ange’s mother.

If it were truly a motherly relationship, An Luo Yi would reluctantly accept it.

But now, He Ange was intimately feeding Feng Yuan mooncake, and Feng Yuan’s frosty little face was slightly flushed as they stood so close together…

It looked like doting on a girlfriend!

Seeing this, An Luo Yi couldn’t help but wonder if He Ange had been taking care of Feng Yuan like this all along while she was in closed-door cultivation?

Or rather, when did this ambiguous relationship between He Ange and Feng Yuan begin?

This was clearly cheating behind An Luo Yi’s back!

An Luo Yi kindly taught He Ange how to make mooncakes, patiently waiting in her room for the mooncakes her husband made for her with his own hands, but what happened?

He Ange, on the other hand, took the freshly baked mooncakes to dedicate to his master first!

And what about An Luo Yi?

What about An Luo Yi?

What about An Luo Yi?

She was He Ange’s partner, in a pre-marital relationship. Was she not worthy of having a bite of the mooncake before his master?

Thinking of this, An Luo Yi’s teeth itched with anger, and many cold sword marks spread around her feet.

The An Luo Yi was a True Dragon with the pure lineage to ascend to god, Her body with anger, her true energy exploded in disarray, her silver hair fluttered, and the True Dragon bloodline manifested on the skin’s surface, causing her arm, the the veins on her arm shone through like light. The cold eyes reflected a bit of golden light, and there were divine dragon horns on her head, looking exceptionally cold and majestic.

At this moment, the fairy’s beautiful face was as cold as a frigid pond, and her dragon eyes stared like they were broken, dark like an abyss, with no warmth as she gazed at the young man.

At the same time, at the end of the hallway, He Ange who had a cheerful attitude, suddenly felt a chill down his spine as if a dragon has set its eyes on him, his forehead darkened, and an ominous sign.

He looked up just in time to meet eyes with the cold fairy.

At that moment, He Ange felt that death was upon him, An Luo Yi’s Gaze was extremely terrifying, The fairy’s beautiful gaze was like a broken doll, a void gaze only met with darkness.

He Ange had no way to defend himself, As He was planning to send something new that he just baked.

“What’s wrong?”

Bathed in the chill of the True Dragon Fairy, Feng Yuan remained calm, her voice steady, without the slightest shake.

After a brief glance at An Luo Yi, Feng Yuan looked away, continuing to watch He Ange, completely ignoring An Luo Yi.

The beads of sweat coming off forehead gave him away “Mas-, Master…”

He Ange’s face was covered in small beads of sweat, he was trapped between Feng Yuan and An Luo Yi, looking at them and sighing. As her was in between. “I think, I have to go and explain things to Luo Yi.”

Feng Yuan’s tone was still bland, as if she wasn’t aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Or perhaps, she simply didn’t care about An Luo Yi’s feelings being the above God of True Spirit and Phoenix

“Uh…”

He Ange appeared even more troubled.

But at the same time, An Luo Yi had already bitten her lip, giving He Ange one last cold look before turning around and leaving without looking back.

Watching the fairy’s back as she walked away alone, Feng Yuan simply lowered her eyes.

She glanced at the young man’s regretful face, slightly stunned, seemingly realizing the relationship between them.

Her gaze was not of understanding, her body and mind started heating up, her thoughts of conquering the idea of “relationship” and “love” rose as the heat continued to rise her body was burning.

“So, this is what you call “love”?”

Feng Yuan pinched He Ange’s face, smiling with profound meaning, her unfathomable dark eyes filled with curiosity and thirst.

It was curiosity and thirst for a new world, new knowledge.

As He watches Feng Yuans burning curious Gaze. He Sighs “Alas…”

Feeling helpless, an eye witnessing Senior Sister walking away being angry had his heart torn, Sighing the face growing Heavy to be forced to follow The steps.

Meeting eyes with Feng Yuan, from the bottom of heart he was generating Anger had he truly had no way againts her as he culdnt hurt his teacher, not even in this world.

“Master, this is love, Senior Sister Luo Yi is my partner, she loves me, so she hopes that I love her too.”.

“But, now I’m giving the freshly baked mooncakes to you, Master, Sister sees that, and she thinks I don’t love her she thinks that I betrayed her, so Senior Sister Luo Yi will be angry, sad, sorrowful…”

He Ange explained earnestly, without impatience.

Feng Yuan listened obediently, nodding from time to time, as if listening and learning something news.

However, after pondering for a moment, she raised her eyebrows, circled He Ange, and curiously lifted the young man’s chin, asking with a straight face:

“So, does that mean you love me too?”

“Uh…”

Feng Yuan and her question caught He Ange.

After Thinking for a while, In order to save himself had to take off the problem with the best of respect and care

“Master, what I have for you is filial piety, I’m grateful that you’re my savior, I respect you as the teacher who taught me cultivation, I deeply love you as the highest authority who gave me my bloodline…”

The mind trembles at the situation.

“But Master, the way I love you is different that how I love Sister Luo Yi.”

Thinking better on the situation and knowing it would have a happy ending As you already know this is the way the story is going, so just go with flow an expression showing more and more confidence, as If had finally solved a math question that looked hard, but ended up being easyer.

“For example, I can touch, kiss, and even have relations with Sister Luo Yi to reproduce offspring, these are all manifestations of expressing love, but I definitely can’t do that to you! If we’re talking about reverence, I obviously respect you more!” As He said that with such confidence and not shame.

Finishing his answer with a slightly wry smile.

But those words made with such confident words made Feng Yuan lost in thought.

The girl’s eyes sparkled with thousands of stars, as if she were comprehending some extremely profound philosophy.

Although it seemed very simple to human eyes even at the slightest of mention of the idea…

In Feng Yuan’s worldview, it was really difficult to understand As it would be a concept of a new type of love. “Could be possible to have a new type of love? Is it wrong if I want to be loved in that way too, how is the experience what is it what do they feel.” Her head was just in a loop of thinking questions that a human would dismiss or pass in minutes. It was something totally new that she had to know, had to feel…

“I see.”

Feng Yuan nodded, seemingly understanding, her soul rising inside.

However, she seemed to have found a blind spot, lifting her eyebrows slightly, tilting her head slightly, squinting her eyes, asking rather strangely:

“Since you and I have a different love in each other, What do you mean? What do you feel? Where does this come from.

Then there truly is were it started tilting.

“Since you don’t have the same love for me, then why do you feel guilty towards your partner?”

This question caught He Ange off guard, and even made him think of something extremely terrifying and ungodly that should never be mentioned or thought of. The heart started beating faster. “He knew he messed up so bad and was not easy come back from.”

“I, I’m not guilty just scared of what she may think…”

With those little words given the beast was unleashed, ready to tear down to shred.

“You’re not and why It that your heartbeat is speeding up. Why that sweat coming off your forehead”

“——?!?” Ange’s face got startled and had no way againat her. Seeing Feng yuans actions starting was enough to know that was was over and she had achieved her objective.

He Ange froze, thinking horribly, taking a light step back.

For some unknown reason, cold sweat broke out on his back, as if his heart was being grasped by Feng Yuan, feeling suffocated under her gaze.

But at the same time, Feng Yuan advanced step by step, not giving He Ange a chance to avoid her, and Directly took the lead, pressing directly her against the wall she placed her two hands. Like a wolf protecting their prey from any harm, or even get close.

Meeting He Ange’s at her feet as he can only imagine the situation

The words are over the heat just Started, as they stood silent,

He heard whispering as if the world was closing

With the youth who was in a disoriented state, slightly flustered with no words or movement made. The Phoenix Spirit girl danced lightly, bringing her small face close to He Ange’s ear.

Taking a deep breath.

Then, her mouth lifted, and with a slightly playful grin, she gave a cold laugh:

“Silly disciple.”

“That wasn’t fair at all.”

“Could it be…”

“…that you have something to hide from me?”

tln : i’m still using my phone to update this. sorry…