Chapter 309 - Chapter 309: Why Did He Feel Like The Little One Was Throwing a Tantrum At Him?
Chapter 309: Why Did He Feel Like The Little One Was Throwing a Tantrum At Him?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Nan Yan glared at him, grinding her teeth, “Yes!”
Yesterday, he inexplicably sneaked into her bedroom while she was sleeping, stole a kiss, and as a result, she didn’t sleep all night. Her mind was filled with all sorts of strange thoughts.
She had requested a task from Bai Yiqi, but her work efficiency was terrifyingly low.
At 4 0’clock in the morning, Bai Yiqi hadn’t received all her completed tasks
and was puzzled, asking if she had encountered any issues…
It was all his fault!
When Qin Lu asked like that, it was just a playful remark, but he didn’t expect Nan Yan to actually admit it. So he asked with great interest, “What kind of nightmare? Tell your big brother about it.”
Nan Yan raised an eyebrow, coldly snorting, “A monster bullying Little Red
Riding Hood in a dream!”
“A dark fairy tale?” Qin Lu was quite curious. A girl like Nan Yan dreaming of such things was unexpected. It seemed he should pay more attention to the little one’s mental nourishment.
Perhaps in a few days, he should send her some books.
Nan Yan hummed in response, still harboring some residual anger and not bothering to engage with him.
She leisurely picked up a plate of soup dumplings, eating them neither quickly nor slowly.
After finishing her meal, she still needed to find Sun Chan. What had started as a whim to explore the nightlife had turned into a situation where she had acquired another master, suddenly bearing the burdens of the Hundred Herbs Garden and the Divine Physician Sect. She was a little troubled.
But she didn’t want to, and she was afraid that her master and second master wouldn’t accept her refusal…
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After quickly finishing the bun in her hand and eating an egg, along with a cup of soy milk, Nan Yan wiped her mouth and left the dining room without saying a word to Qin Lu.
Qin Lu: .
Why did he feel like the little one was throwing a tantrum at him?
But what was she sulking about?
Because yesterday he asked her to deliver food to his company?
Perplexed, Qin Lu, not understanding her mood, finished his meal alone and then drove to the company.
Outside the courtyard from yesterday.
Nan Yan walked up and knocked on the door.
Soon, the tightly closed door was opened, revealing a seemingly simple and steady young man standing at the entrance.
“You must be Senior Sister Nan, right? I’m Gu Chen, the medicine disciple of our Master.”
Nan Yan nodded, “Hello, Junior Brother.”
So, even though Second Master already had a disciple, why did he insist on making her his disciple?
Gu Chen said, “Master is training at the exercise field. He asked you to find him there when you arrived.”
Nan Yan replied, “Okay.”
Following Gu Chen’s directions, Nan Yan walked along the path. There was only one road, passing through a courtyard, and she soon saw an elderly man practicing Tai Chi in the training field.
Today, Sun Chan was not wearing his usual farmer’s clothing. He wore an elegant white practice suit, and with each move, he exuded an air of immortal-like grace.
“Second Master.”
Nan Yan approached and called out.
“Yanyan is here!” Sun Chan slowly stopped his movements, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and straightened his back like a pine tree. His eyes were sharp as a hawk as he looked at her. “Have you practiced martial arts before?”
“Yes.” Nan Yan nodded. “I learned some martial arts with Master before and later studied mixed martial arts and killing techniques.”
She concealed the fact that she had once fought in illegal underground matches.
Sun Chan’s eyes brightened. “Not bad. Let’s spar, just the two of us.”
Nan Yan looked at her clothing and realized it was suitable for physical activity. She took off her outer jacket and hung it to the side.
Since she had done her routine training before coming here, there was no need for further warm-up. She was ready to engage directly.
After seeing Nan Yan remove her jacket, revealing her slender arms and delicate waist, Sun Chan shook his head slightly.
However, after their first exchange, his initial skepticism turned into surprise.
“You’re doing great, kid! Agile footwork and sharp attacks.” “Very good, very good, now take this move!”
“Hey, what kind of move is this? It’s a bit vicious, isn’t it?”
Half an hour later…
“I can’t go on, I can’t go on. This old man’s stamina can’t match you young folks. I give up…”
Sun Chan waved his hand, ending the sparring session with Nan Yan.
Nan Yan sighed and thought, “This old man’s personality is completely different from my master’s old-fashioned character. These two as brothers, it’s no wonder they often quarrel and banter with each other. It’s quite normal.”
Watching Nan Yan occasionally exude a strong killing intent, Sun Chan spoke earnestly, “Yanyan, although your moves are sharp, your murderous aura is too heavy. In the future, you must be careful not to let your mental state be affected and stray onto the wrong path.”
Nan Yan responded with a calm expression, “Second Master, I understand.”
She was well aware of her own issues. Even before Sun Chan, Hua Shifang had reminded her about this matter. In her younger days, when she fought in underground matches, it was a matter of life and death.
A slight mistake could have cost her life. That’s why she had been so bloodthirsty, ruthless, and unfeeling. Because of her youthful arrogance, she had also made enemies with many people.
However, as she gradually distanced herself from those dark places and worked on controlling herself, her character had become more restrained.
“You understand, and that’s good. But to have such strength at your age is remarkable.”
After a short rest, Sun Chan patted Nan Yan’s head and said, “Let’s go. I’ll take you to the sect.”
Nan Yan, who had been patted on the head again, thought, “Do all these elders have a fondness for this gesture to express their affection towards juniors?”
She could resist and refuse when it came to Qin Lu, but in front of the Medicine King, she could only endure.
Hua Shifang and Sun Chan were both disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance. They were core disciples and held significant privileges within the sect.
The Heaven and Earth Alliance used to be the largest sect in ancient China. Its disciples were spread throughout the country. In modern society, the sect had gradually declined, especially in the past century, almost to the point of becoming reclusive.
However, the Heaven and Earth Alliance had never truly disappeared. Its disciples had simply changed their professions and branched out into various fields. The Medicine King Sect and the Hundred Herb Garden were among the branches of the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
On the way to the Heaven and Earth Alliance, Sun Chan gave Nan Yan a brief explanation of the current situation within the sect.
“There are some conservative people within the sect with outdated thoughts who are resistant to modern progress. They tend to be annoying to talk to, so Yanyan, just ignore them.”
Nan Yan, with a good temperament, nodded, “I understand, Second Master.”
In any case, she felt that she probably wouldn’t have much interaction with those people. After meeting them, as long as they could get along reasonably well, it would be sufficient.
The car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and the Heaven and Earth Alliance’s sect was situated halfway up the mountain. The remaining journey required them to hike up.
After an hour and a half of climbing, a magnificent structure appeared before them. The golden gate was currently open.
At the entrance, there was also a young man.
“Master Sun is back?”
Sun Chan had already informed the sect about bringing Nan Yan back, so someone was waiting here today.
“Hui Zhi, are your master and the others all in the sect?”
“They are. They heard that you brought back Master Hua’s disciple, so they’re all waiting in the main hall.”
As Hui Zhi spoke, he glanced at Nan Yan.
Nan Yan pursed her lips, maintaining a cold and indifferent demeanor, not even looking at him.
“Yanyan, let’s go inside..”