Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 61

Chapter 61: This Is the Art of Speaking

“Junior Sister Yu, don’t leave your sentences half-finished. You really could get beaten up for that.”

“Aiya, I know. It’s just that everyone is guessing that the Sword Cultivator is your Master, the Peak Lord of Guizang Peak.”

Yu Qianqian finished her sentence in one rapid breath. Lin Qingyue thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.

He perked up his ears, asking uncertainly, “What did you say?”

“I said, everyone is guessing that the person from eighteen years ago is your Master, Peak Lord Ye,” Yu Qianqian repeated.

“Thinking about who wasn’t in the sect eighteen years ago, Peak Lord Ye was gone for a long time back then, and he looked very wretched when he returned.”

“Stop, stop, stop!”

Lin Qingyue stopped her from continuing, sighing inwardly that he might have jinxed it.

“You need evidence to say this. Do you guys have any evidence?”

Yu Qianqian pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. “If I had evidence, would I have waited for you for half a day just to ask if you knew any inside information?”

Lin Qingyue finally understood what was going on.

“So, those strange looks from the senior brothers when we entered the sect were because of this.”

“Probably.”

Lin Qingyue: “…”

What a coincidence. Asking me was completely asking the wrong person.

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I’m a disciple who just joined not long ago; what could I know? Asking Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister would be more appropriate.

“Junior Sister Yu, you asked the right person.”

Yu Qianqian’s large almond eyes instantly lit up, practically glowing, blindingly bright.

“Really? So it really is your Master? Is there something I don’t know? Tell me about it.”

Lin Qingyue spread his hands. “I don’t know!”

Yu Qianqian was exasperated. “You don’t know, yet you said asking you was asking the right person.”

“I drank the tea, of course I had to say you asked the right person.”

“Are we friends or not?” Yu Qianqian promised, “Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t tell anyone else.”

“Junior Sister Yu, you also rest assured. I absolutely won’t lie to you either; I really don’t know. If I knew, based on our friendship, I would definitely tell you first thing.”

“You kid are loyal and righteous.”

“That’s a must, a basic requirement for being a person.”

Only after Lin Qingyue replied smoothly did he realize something was wrong. He heard his Master scoff coldly.

Yu Qianqian in front of him instantly turned cowardly, lowering her head and calling out, “Senior Martial Uncle Ye.” Her eyeballs darted left and right, glancing everywhere.

Suddenly, she picked up her jade tablet. “Aiya, my father is looking for me. Senior Martial Uncle Ye, Senior Brother Lin, my father is probably calling me back for lunch. I’m leaving first, ha.”

Ye Zhanxiu nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and she turned and vanished instantly.

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Obviously, it was still early for lunch. Lunch, my foot.

Lin Qingyue laughed loudly in his heart. Great, this is what friends are for.

When trouble comes, a friend takes the hit, so I run first. Being a step slow is disrespectful to my friend.

Lin Qingyue squeezed out a smile and greeted him obediently.

The subject of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s recent gossip, Peak Lord Ye, still wore the stern face of a dean of students.

“Ahem.” Ye Zhanxiu coughed lightly. “Since you’re back, return to the peak.”

“Yes, Master,” Lin Qingyue responded immediately.

He had just taken two steps when he was called back. “What is it, Master?”

Ye Zhanxiu was silent for a good while before saying, “I’m going to find your Martial Uncle Su.”

And then? Lin Qingyue waited for a moment.

“Come with me.”

“It concerns your heart disease; going together is just right.”

Lin Qingyue peeked suspiciously at his Master. Something wasn’t right; why did he feel there was guilt on that serious face?

Master couldn’t have actually been captured by the Heavenly Mountain Snow Fox Clan to be their matrilocal son-in-law, right?

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Qingyue shook his head frantically. No way. Looking at Si Yi, the Heavenly Mountain Snow Fox Clan must all be good-looking.

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Si Yi was good-looking, his mother must be good-looking, so his father must also be a handsome man.

Although his Master was decent-looking, to be honest, he was still a notch below top-tier handsome men. No matter how you looked at it, he didn’t resemble the person Si Yi described. Besides, his Master wore a stern face every day.

“Child, what are you thinking about?”

His sudden question pulled Lin Qingyue’s thoughts back. “Master, this disciple isn’t letting his imagination run wild.”

“Mhm mhm.” Lin Qingyue nodded obediently.

Ye Zhanxiu: “Then why didn’t you answer when I called you just now?”

“Ah.” Lin Qingyue’s brain took a turn. “This disciple was just thinking, will my heart disease be cured immediately this time?”

Ye Zhanxiu chuckled in his heart. Stinky brat, don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking.

When the two arrived at Kurong Peak, they heard the disciples of Kurong Peak saying that what their Peak Lord hated most in this life were scumbags, especially Sword Cultivator scumbags—she didn’t want to see them at all.

Both Lin Qingyue and Ye Zhanxiu paused in their steps.

He paused because of what the Kurong Peak senior brothers said. Why did his Master pause?

Lin Qingyue glanced at his Master to his front right from the corner of his eye.

He sighed inwardly. Master, ah, what are you feeling guilty for? As a disciple, I believe in you very much.

After they finished speaking, it seemed they just noticed the two of them. “Greetings, Peak Lord Ye.”

“Junior Brother Lin, you guys are here to find our Peak Lord, right?”

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Lin Qingyue smiled and greeted the senior brothers. “Senior Brothers, is Martial Uncle Su in?”

“I wonder what matter Junior Brother Lin has with our Peak Lord?”

Lin Qingyue tilted his head slightly to look at Ye Zhanxiu. Peak Lord Ye, who had been silent, spoke up. “I’m looking for Junior Sister Su to refine pills.”

From the moment they stepped onto Kurong Peak’s territory, Su Ling already knew, and even the purpose of their visit went without saying.

“Hmph!” The beauty scoffed coldly, putting down the medicinal ingredients in her hand. “Good for you, Ye Zhanxiu, truly cunning. To actually use a junior; I didn’t know you had so many schemes before.”

Before the disciple could speak, her voice rang out. “Little Qingyue, come straight in. You know where the alchemy room is.”

Directly ignoring Ye Zhanxiu. Lin Qingyue blinked and smiled. “Martial Uncle Su, long time no see. Just hearing your voice, I know you’ve become beautiful again. When people talk about the number one fairy in the cultivation world, they mean a cultivator like you who possesses both strength and beauty.”

Hearing the other party’s delighted laughter, Lin Qingyue continued, “Martial Uncle, Master and I came over to find you!”

“Pfft.” Su Ling chuckled, the arc of her lips widening. “Smooth talker. That dull gourd actually got an interesting disciple.”

After Lin Qingyue said this, a voice sounded, “Come in.”

Lin Qingyue was smiling on the surface but crying inside. He glanced at his Master, really wanting to ask, When did you offend her, old man?

Ye Zhanxiu, steady as Mount Tai, showed not a trace of embarrassment from being called out. His expression unchanged, he led Lin Qingyue directly over.

“Junior Sister Su.”

Su Ling was selecting medicinal herbs. Hearing the voice, she looked up and waved at Lin Qingyue. “Come here, let Martial Uncle have a look.”

Her peripheral vision swept over a certain someone. “Senior Brother Ye is a ‘busy man’; how do you have time to come over? Didn’t I say before, just come to find me for this child’s heart disease?”

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The implication was: You didn’t need to come.

Lin Qingyue: Is this the art of speaking?