"You haven't come out yet? Could it be that you were shot to death by Master?"
"Hmph, even if you beat him to death, I will also whip his corpse."
Just when Concubine Shi was waiting outside for her to go in and take a look, she saw Zhuang Zhiruo and several sisters coming out surrounded by Ye Fan.
The group of people were still talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Several junior sisters still looked shy, not as cold as frost in the past.
What's going on here?
The concubine was slightly stunned, what kind of ecstasy soup did Ye Fan pour into Zhuang Zhiruo and the others?
With a flick of her wrist, she put away the whip and regained her cold expression:
"That bitch finally came out?"
"I thought you would hug the incense burner at Master's door and beat you to death, refusing to come out."
"Now it's time to settle the score between us."
The concubine shrunk to the ground and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
"Ah, Master Princess?"
Ye Fan was startled and hurriedly backed away and hid:
"Holy girl, I have already said that it is impossible for us to be together."
"I already have a wife, and I love her very much. I'm getting married next year, so don't pester me again."
"If you do this again, I will scream and complain to Master."
He knew that if he fell into the hands of the saint, he would be doomed: "Can you let me go?"
A few simple words, but all the junior sisters were dumbfounded.
The saint pesters Ye Fan?
Do you want to take action because love turns into hate?
What is this all about?
They knew Mark was shameless, but they didn't expect him to be so shameless.
At the same time, they were also shocked by Ye Fan's courage. He was teasing the saint with such clamor. Aren't he worried about a few more blood holes on his body?
You know, when Ye Jincheng saw the saint, he was always respectful. When drinking a cup of tea, he not only dressed neatly and sat upright, but also drank meticulously.
Not to mention the frivolous words of the saint.
On the other hand, Zhuang Zhiruo, a few people who didn't have many troubles and even dared to hug the old owner's thigh, couldn't do anything.
"You bitch, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Let me beat you to death."
When the master's concubine heard this, her pretty face became even colder, and her figure flashed towards Ye Fan.
Several junior sisters also dispersed to surround Ye Fan.
Zhuang Zhiruo hurriedly led people to block him: "Holy girl, calm down, calm down, don't do anything."
"Zhuang Zhiruo, why are you protecting him? Are you worried that Master will scold you if the blood spills here?"
Concubine Shi looked at Zhuang Zhiruo angrily:
"This place has left the inner courtyard of the Buddhist temple. It is not within your scope of responsibility. Instead, it is under my jurisdiction."
"I beat this bastard. If Master takes the blame, I will take it."
"Anyway, I will definitely whip him today."
She looked at Mark with sharp eyes.
In the past, she was even ashamed to say curse words, feeling that it would tarnish her temperament and identity.
But now, when she saw Ye Fan, she just wanted to take action, she just wanted to see him scream, no matter whether there would be a flood in the future.
Zhuang Zhiruo stopped the concubine: "Holy girl, you can't beat me!"
"Why can't I fight?"
The Concubine Shi said angrily: "I can save him, and I can also deal with him. If the leader of the Ye Clan holds him accountable, I will shoulder the responsibility."
"Of course you can't."
Ye Fan coughed: "I forgot to tell you, I am also a member of Cihangzhai now, and I have joined Cihangzhai's sect."
Concubine Shi turned her head and looked at Zhuang Zhiruo and said angrily: "What kind of ecstasy were you fed to accept this bastard as your disciple?"
Zhuang Zhiruo smiled bitterly: "It's not me, it's the old owner."
"Yes, I am the closed disciple of the old master."
Ye Fan responded shamelessly: "He is also the first male disciple of Cihangzhai, first, first, first!"
What?
The old master accepted Ye Fan as his disciple?
Closed disciple?
The first male disciple?
The concubine and the younger junior sisters felt dizzy and could not accept this fact at all.
It had only been more than two hours since Ye Fan ran from the ward to the Zen room. How could he and the old Zen master become masters and disciples?
How many young talents with immense power, wealth, and extraordinary talent have racked their brains and tried their best to become their masters, but there is no way.
Why does Ye Fan get favored so easily?
Concubine Shizi stared at Zhuang Zhiruo unwillingly:
"Don't talk nonsense just to protect Mark Ye Fan."
Then he yelled at Ye Fan: "If you dare to pretend to be Master's disciple, I will stab you to death with my sword."
"Impersonating? I, Ye Fan, am upright, how could I pretend to be someone else?"
Ye Fan held his head high and pushed towards the master's concubine: "And how many heads do I have that dare to play tricks on the master?"
Concubine Master gritted her teeth: "You must have deceived Master."
"What is cheating? That's called fate!"
Ye Fan strikes while the iron is hot: "A sudden glance is the fate of this life."
"And I am so devoted to Master that I am willing to go through fire and water for her at any time."
"By the way, Master said that as far as the female disciples are concerned, Saintess, you are number one, and among the male disciples, I am number one."
"So even though I became a disciple relatively late, you and I are both at the same level. You and I are on an equal footing."
"If you attack me, you can say that you are ignoring Master's authority at least, and at worst you are destroying the unity of Cihangzhai."
"Also, for the sake of my brothers and sisters, I will not complain to the master. You just scolded her for accepting me as a disciple."
Ye Fan reminded: "I've let you go, but you still won't let me go? How can you be a saint in this situation?"
The master's concubine clenched her fists slightly: "Don't sow discord with me."
"Do you recognize this Buddhist bead?"
Ye Fan raised his left hand and raised the black wrist beads and hummed:
"The Twelve Karma Beads are the tokens given to me by Master."
"She said that by wearing this prayer bead, I will take care of the lower-class children and the supreme saint."
"Seeing as you look like a little fairy, I usually won't care about you and hit you."
Ye Fan pulled the tiger skin as a banner: "But if you insist on making me angry, I will spank your little ass..."
"You bastard, how dare you?"
Concubine Shi was so angry that she almost vomited blood, then she suddenly shouted:
"No matter how Master punishes me, I will beat you first and then..."
She flashed a small leather whip.
"Master!"
Ye Fan suddenly bowed slightly behind her.
Concubine Shi threw away the whip as a conditioned reflex and turned around with a solemn and respectful expression:
"Master..."
In the middle of shouting, she stopped talking. There was no trace of the old owner behind her.
At this time, Ye Fan had already greased the soles of his feet, and swooped out of the temple door, hopping like a rabbit and disappearing.
"Ye Fan, I won't let you go."
Behind the scenes, Concubine Shi's angry shouts resounded throughout the Tongtian Ancient Temple...
Then, the master's concubine turned around and ran to the Zen room to ask what happened.
In the deep room, she saw the old master examining the nine-star blood-replenishing prescription.
The old man looked as calm and calm as ever, but he gave people a feeling of bursting with vitality.
This made Master Shifei slightly surprised.
The old master had given her the impression of being restrained and peaceful over the years, but today he glowed with a rare vitality.
This kind of vitality gives people hope and new life.
Why is Master in such a state?
Is it because of bastard Ye Fan?
It's just that the master's concubine didn't ask too many questions.
She whispered: "Master."
The tone was aggrieved.
The old owner smiled lightly: "Are you angry with Mark?"
"Master, that's just a weak disciple, how can you accept him as a closed disciple?"
Concubine Shi lost her cold expression and became more coquettish: "He will tarnish the reputation of our Cihangzhai."
The old owner smiled: "You don't think so highly of him?"
"He used to be quite affectionate and kind. Although I didn't like him, I didn't hate him either."
Concubine Shizi expressed her views on Ye Fan:
"But now Ye Fan is not only glib, but also weak-minded."
"In the past, he dared to confront Old Mrs. Ye, and even dared to say that he would never enter the Ye family in this life."
"Now when I see the situation is not going well, I kneel down and shamelessly try to get along with you. Either I pull Ye Tianxu and call him uncle, or I hold your thigh and call him master."
"And he still has a playful smile, and he no longer has the toughness he had before."
She snorted: "I am ashamed to be associated with you!"
"Then what do you think..."
The old owner smiled: "Is it the original Ye Fan or the current Ye Fan who is better able to integrate into this Baocheng circle that is full of hostility to him?"
The concubine was stunned.
"Although Ye Fan was strong in the past, except for his parents, most people were wary of him, rejected him, and rejected him."
The old owner’s voice was filled with emotion:
"Even Ci Hangzhai treats him as an outsider or even a saboteur."
"This is also the main reason why I gave him 300 milliliters of blood to pinch his vitality."
"To put it bluntly, we are very hostile to Ye Fan, a foreign catfish, and we are worried that his strength and sharpness will hurt the Baocheng circle."
"In the case of Ye Tianxu, if Ye Fan is still as strong as before and yells at the old lady to the end, what do you think the situation will be now?"
"Not only will Zhao Mingyue be expelled from Baocheng, but his foundation over the past year will be destroyed, and his parents will also be exposed to more hostility and confrontation from the Ye family."
"And his weak bones not only reduced the anger of the old lady and the others, but also made the matter less serious."
"Let everyone see that Ye Fan can bow his head, compromise, and negotiate."
"This is very important. It means that Ye Fan can control his edge and have the opportunity to integrate into the entire Baocheng circle."
"Didn't you realize that you no longer had the initial vigilance and hostility towards Mark, and were more angry and itchy?"
"This is how he integrates into you."
The old owner looked at the concubine and said with a smile: "You, you only saw that Ye Fan had lost his old strength, but you didn't see his growth this year."
The concubine Shi was thoughtful, but then she still refused to give in: "I just can't stand it. He knelt down and still smiled playfully."
"It doesn't matter if you kneel down while holding back your aggravation, shedding tears."
The old owner’s eyes became profound:
"Kneel down, still smile and say nice things, that's the real strength."
