The Most Generous Master Ever

643 Young Master Ye Don’t Look Too Good

Silence…

As soon as Ye Qingxuan finished speaking, the Cloudy Sea Pavilion fell silent. Ye Qiu didn’t say anything. Hui Caiyi also put away the smile on her face. Looking at this strange atmosphere, Ye Qingxuan was at a loss. He looked at Ye Qiu and then at Hui Caiyi. It was so awkward that it seemed like he could dig out a holy land for cultivation.

Damn, what did they mean? What did I say wrong? Weren’t you guys chatting quite happily just now? Why aren’t you chatting anymore? Are you targeting me? Ye Qingxuan’s expression was ugly. This is too disrespectful. I don’t even want to put on airs anymore. I’ll lower myself to get close to you and try to join your topic. Instead, you fell silent! What did you mean? Couldn’t we play happily?

Ye Qingxuan felt awkward. He stood there like a clown. The cold wind blew, making him look a little desolate.

Just as he didn’t know how to speak, Ye Qiu suddenly said, “Hmm? Young Master Ye, you don’t look too good. Could it be that you’re weak? Why is your face so pale?”

Ye Qiu asked seriously. Ye Qingxuan’s mouth twitched when he heard this. Anger was already on his face.

“Pfft,” Hearing this, Hui Caiyi couldn’t help but laugh unkindly. She finally understood that Ye Qiu wanted to mess with Ye Qingxuan using her. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, for some reason, she was amused when she saw Ye Qingxuan’s defeated expression.

“This guy is too evil! But I like it…” She thought to herself that this was the first time she had seen such an interesting person. Although it was a little unkind, for some reason, she found it funny.

From her perspective, Ye Qiu and Ye Qingxuan were actually the same. Their relationship with her was that of fellow disciples. It didn’t matter who was close or far. This was the first time she had met Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qiu. Therefore, Hui Caiyi did not want to get involved in their dispute.

Ye Qingxuan’s expression became even uglier. He looked at Ye Qiu’s faint smile and wished he could tear him apart.

“Ah… I’m so angry!” The furious roar in his heart could not vent the hatred in his heart. However, he could not flare up with this beauty beside him and forcefully endured it.

“Haha, Your Highness, why do you say that?” Ye Qingxuan laughed and changed the topic.

Just as he was about to continue their topic, Ye Qiu suddenly said, “It’s getting late. Fairy, let’s stop here today. If there’s time another day, we’ll discuss it in depth. What do you think?”

“Sure.” Hearing Ye Qiu’s invitation, Hui Caiyi agreed without thinking. “Then I won’t disturb you anymore. I had a good chat with you today. I have some comprehension, as if I had woken up from a dream. My Dharmic Dao has advanced. It’s time to go back and savor it. I might even be able to break through.

“If I have time another day, I will definitely visit and discuss the profundities of Dharmic Dao with you. At that time, Young Master, don’t refuse to see me.” Hui Caiyi blinked her watery eyes and looked at Ye Qiu expectantly.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Fairy, what are you saying? I’ll still say the same thing. As long as you want to come, the door of my Violet Cloud Training Hall will always be open to you.”

Hearing this, Hui Caiyi finally heaved a sigh of relief and was very happy. “Okay, okay. Then let’s talk another day?”

“Alright, we’ll talk another day.” Ye Qiu’s eyes revealed a meaningful meaning. He glanced at Ye Qingxuan from the corner of his eye.

Ye Qingxuan’s expression turned even uglier. His expression was even uglier than the dead pig who had been dead for ten days. These two people did not take him seriously at all and chatted. It wasn’t easy for him to put down his arrogance and prepare to join their conversation. But they weren’t chatting anymore. They were leaving.

What does that mean? Tell me, what do you mean?

“Ah… I’ll endure, I’ll endure…” He wanted to kill someone, but there seemed to be ants crawling in his body. His entire body was itching. It seemed like he was going to grow a brain.

“Ye Qiu!” It was the pain of gritting his teeth. It was even more heart-wrenching and hateful than the hatred of killing his father. What a great humiliation. “We are irreconcilable. Today’s grudge has been formed. From now on, there will only be one of us under this sky.” Ye Qingxuan shouted silently in his heart. He tried his best to stay awake and calm. His face was incomparably pale, even paler than the face of the person who had been dead for ten days.