At this time, Xuanyuan Mu walked out from behind the real servant, and Yu Buhuan noticed that his chest was red.
It's over, that place was stabbed by her with the silver moon.
No wonder the master is angry.
After confirming that the woman in front of him was Yu Buhuan, Xuanyuan Mu's attitude changed completely. Seeing that the master's tone was not kind, he quickly interceded on Yu Buhuan's behalf: "Master, my disciple did it accidentally."
The real servant turned around and glared at Xuanyuan Mu: "Are you so full that you hit the silver moon with your body?"
Yu Buhuan quickly defended himself: "Master is wronged! He was the one who hit me first."
In the opinion of Master Taipu, Yu Buhuan is just quibbling. He understands both apprentices. If Xuanyuan Mu really takes action, how can Yu Buhuan stand here intact?
"He made the first move? How can you beat him if you don't follow your own example?"
Yu Buhuan was completely dumbfounded.
The master can't be biased like this, right?
It was obviously the other party who made the first move.
"You dare to talk back? Kneel down!"
"If you don't kneel down, it's him..."
"You're still stubborn, let's see if I don't beat you to death."
After saying that, the servant picked up a feather duster from nowhere and rushed towards Yu Buhuan.
For a time, Penglai pheasants were all over the place.
Yu Buhuan was beaten and dodged everywhere. Xuanyuan Mu looked distressed and said quickly: "Master..."
"Shut up, you bastard. After taking care of her, I'll take care of you again."
"Grandpa, don't hit my mother. If you want to, just hit me." Dumpling quickly dodged in front of Yu Buhuan, and his small body hugged her thigh tightly.
The servant was panting, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he felt distressed and helpless when looking at the dumplings.
He glared at Yu Buhuan, threw up his sleeves and left.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come back. Yu Buhuan thought gloomily.
…
The sky is getting darker and dusk is coming as expected.
There was a circle of small oil lamps burning in the room, illuminating the main space warmly. There were three people sitting at the small square table.
Dumplings sat next to Master Taipu, and Xuanyuan Mu sat opposite. This was the first time that their master and disciples had gotten together in so many years. Xuanyuan Mu respectfully handed the bowls and chopsticks to Master Taipu, and poured wine for him.
Dumpling sat on the lap of Tai Pu Zhenren, his little hands playing with the old man's beard: "Grandpa, your beard is so white."
I really can't think of any words of praise, I can only describe it as white.
The servant said with a cheerful smile: "Hehehe, the little ghost is very excited."
After saying that, he drank a glass of wine and looked at the dumplings kindly.
Xuanyuan Mu took this opportunity to refill the wine for the old man: "Master, please have another drink."
The servant did not refuse anyone who came, and took another big sip. As soon as the cup was empty, Xuanyuan Mu would refill it for him like a waiter.
The servant glanced at Xuanyuan Mu. This child had grown up beside him. How could the old man not know what Xuanyuan Mu was planning? But seeing the innocent and lovely face of the child in his arms, he sighed deeply and drank.
Next glass of wine.
Xuanyuan Mu hurriedly filled it up with a pleasing taste.
The real servant chuckled: "What? Do you want to intercede for that little evildoer?"
Xuanyuan Mu paused, shook his head and said, "Master has overthought things. I haven't served Master for many years, and I feel extremely guilty..."
"Come on, I don't know you yet, my master." The servant became angry without saying anything.
Isn't it because I'm trying to please myself all the time today just to free myself from that evil obstacle?
