Hearing this master, An Tianhe's face instantly turned pale, he stumbled forward and exclaimed, "Please forgive me, Lord Sword Master!"
As he said that, he knelt down on the ground with a pop.
"Grandpa, what are you doing!"
An Ran on the side was anxious, and just as he was about to go up to help, An Tianhe said angrily, "And you, why don't you kneel down and apologize to Lord Sword Master!"
"grandfather……."
"I'll make you kneel down!"
An Tianhe scolded angrily and even raised his hand to hit An Ran.
"Hey, Master, what are you doing!"
Yang Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to help An Tianhe up, looking a little confused, "How can a master kneel down for his disciple? I can't bear your kneeling like this!"
"Lord Sword Master, please stop playing tricks on me!"
An Tianhe said with a mournful face, "I am so blind that I didn't recognize you as Lord Sword Master, and yet... you did such a rebellious and unethical thing. Please punish me, Lord Sword Master!"
Yang Xuan was stunned and asked An Ran next to him what was going on.
After listening to An Ran explain the matter from beginning to end, Yang Xuan suddenly realized it. He couldn't laugh or cry, "Master, get up first. If anything happens, we can talk about it when we go out."
At first, Yang Xuan didn't quite understand it, and he didn't know why An Tianhe suddenly treated him like this and called himself "Sword Master, Sword Master".
Now that he heard what An Ran said, he roughly guessed that Sword Master must be the name ordinary people use for people who have practiced swordsmanship to a certain level.
At the same time, I also secretly blamed myself for being too high-profile in Guoshu Street that day and causing myself such trouble again.
Several people came to the living room. An Tianhe had to let Yang Xuan sit at the guest seat, but An Tianhe stood tremblingly beside him, refusing to sit down no matter what. He kept chanting "Sword Lord's forgiveness".
Something like that.
Yang Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know what to do. "Mr. An, can you listen to what I have to say first? Don't interrupt, okay?"
Every time Yang Xuan spoke, An Tianhe would immediately interrupt and ask Yang Xuan to forgive him.
"Sir Sword Lord, please tell me. If you have any instructions, I will do my best!"
An Tianhe said respectfully that to him, the Sword Master was like a god. Since he was talking to the gods, he naturally had to have an attitude towards the gods.
Whenever I think of how shamelessly he wanted to accept a sword master as his disciple just now, I feel ashamed and panicked, and at the same time, I feel endless fear in my heart.
"Old sir, I really don't have any intention of teasing you. I respect you from the bottom of my heart..."
Yang Xuan really didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "Can you stop interrupting me all the time and listen to me first?"
These words frightened An Tianhe, and he stood tremblingly beside him, not daring to say anything.
"I have indeed practiced some swordsmanship. Compared to you, I may be considered a master at a certain level, but so what? No matter how good I am at swordsmanship, I must still be a flesh-and-blood person, right?"
"Even if I am what you are talking about? Oh, Sword Master, but so what? It's just a title. Who stipulates that Sword Master can't become a master?"
As he said that, Yang Xuan paused for a moment. After a long sigh, he looked at An Tianhe and said seriously, "Master, I really don't want to make fun of you by becoming my master. Maybe my sword training is better than yours.
But in many ways I am not as good as you."
"What makes me so impetuous is the lack of someone to point out some of the shortcomings in my character, and you have a lot that I can learn from."
"So, from now on, I hope you will forget that I am a sword master, and just treat me as one of your juniors, your apprentice."
After saying that, Yang Xuan stood up again, supported An Tianhe with both hands and sat on the guest table, and said with a smile, "Master, please take a seat, and I will serve you some tea."
An Tianhe was already in tears and said three good words in his mouth.
"I can get to know you in this life, even if I go to hell in the next second, my old bones are worth thousands. However, I would never dare to accept you as my disciple. If you don't mind, my age
How many years have you grown, I will treat you like my own son from now on!"
An Tianhe was extremely moved. He never expected that this young sword master would be so humble, polite, open-minded, without any pretensions, and he would have special respect for him.
As for the other Sword Master-level figures he had heard of, they were all arrogant and arrogant people who had their eyes set above their heads.
"Okay, then I'll call you godfather from now on!"
Yang Xuan was extremely satisfied with this kind of relationship. When he and An Tianhe were together, he could find a kind of family affection that he had never felt before. If there could be such a relative in this world, Yang Xuan would naturally wish for it.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
An Tianhe was so excited that he quickly arranged a table of dishes in the kitchen, and the three of them sat happily around the dining table.
"The house has not been so lively for a long time."
An Tianhe said with emotion, "This will be your home from now on. I will give you a key later. You can come over whenever you want, just like your own home, and you must come often!"
Yang Xuan was a little confused, "Did you always eat alone in the past?"
An Tianhe sighed softly, "I've talked to you before, our An family has never been prosperous, and our business is mainly located abroad, mainly supplying raw materials for clothing. To tell you the truth, three-thirds of the world's
We are the raw material supplier for more than one clothing brand."
"My son An Zhiqiang is the current head of the An family. He is abroad all year round and only comes back two or three times a year. Therefore, I have eaten alone every time I have eaten in these years."
Yang Xuan glanced at An Ran next to him and asked, "Don't you have a granddaughter accompanying you?"
Hearing this, An Ran's face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head and took big mouthfuls of rice.
"Haha, my precious granddaughter is good at everything, but she loves to play too much. It would be nice to have five meals at home in a month." An Tianhe said with a bitter smile.
"So this is ah."
Yang Xuan secretly glanced at An Ran next to him, thinking about how many times this crazy girl had made things difficult for him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said seriously, "I said fuck my sister, this is your fault, you said you are such a big person.
, why are you still so out of tune? You must correct yourself in the future and don't do such a rebellious thing again."
"Who is your god-sister? Who do you think is rebellious? I want you to take care of it..."
An Ran was just about to argue when he was suddenly scolded by An Tianhe again, "You are so impudent, how can you talk!"
"I just saw it. Yang Xuan is two years older than you. In terms of seniority, he should be your brother. Why don't you call him brother!"