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Stubbornly protecting the master

###Chapter 2

"Amiao! Let go! Let go quickly!"

"Why are you so naughty? You disturbed the master, and you should apologize right away!"

The Holy Ancestor's hand was hard and heavy, and it hurt where he pulled my arm.

But the stubbornness in my heart flared up all of a sudden. Not only did I not loosen, but I held Su Qinghan's waist even tighter.

"I won't let go! I didn't disturb the master! I just asked him if he would like to teach me to recognize the spirit plant, and if he would, I would like to follow him!"

I shouted with a loud and crisp voice, and the holy Ancestor's face turned blue and his fingers trembled as I rebuked him: "You, you evil!"

Su Qinghan raised his hand, touched my clutched arm lightly with his fingertips, as if afraid of breaking something, and his voice was still trembling: "You... do you really want to learn the spirit plant from me?"

"Of course it's true!" I nodded vigorously, my little body straight up, my eyes shining brightly:

"I just want to learn to recognize grass from you, nothing else!"

"Cold, don't be confused." At last, Lin Wanqing spoke, her voice as cold as ice.

She frowned and gave me a glance, like looking at wild grass by the roadside, full of disdain.

"This child looks so naughty and doesn't even understand the most basic rules. How could he be worthy of our sect?"

"Mingxuan is right. What if he bumps into you?"

Besides, our sect doesn't need such disciples who don't even have pure spiritual roots."

She took the word "impure" very hard, as if she were talking about something disgraceful.

Lu Mingxuan immediately chimed in, his tone full of sarcasm:

"Exactly, look at him dressed so shabbily, not a bit of the air of a cultivator, isn't it a laughingstock to carry around?"

"Besides, it's such a big matter of taking on an apprentice. How could it be decided by just one word from him?"

"I think it's better to forget about it today. Later, my sister Wanqing and I will help you find a disciple with pure spiritual roots and good manners."

The divine consciousness of the disciples around exploded again, with a buzzing sound mixed with all kinds of comments:

"Though the words are not pleasant, Brother Lu is right. This young disciple has a complex spiritual root, and there is no future in following Master Su."

"But looking at Master Su's appearance, it's obvious that he's moved! If he really accepts it, perhaps everyone will be happy... Wait, then the torture won't be gone?"

"This is the only disciple in the entire sect who is willing to approach Master Su. Why do you have to stop him? He has already lost all his spiritual roots. Isn't that bad enough?"

Su Qinghan's body stiffened obviously for a moment. Then she pulled her arms in and held me even tighter, her knuckles turning white from the force she exerted. He held me in his arms, silent for a long time...

Then he spoke word for word: "I, he, he."

"I only take this one disciple, you... what's your name?"

"My name is Tie Dan!" I immediately replied straightforwardly.

"Su Qinghan, are you crazy?!" Lu Mingxuan raised his voice, his tone full of disbelief.

"For the sake of such a disciple with a mixed spirit root, you actually go against the will of junior sister Wanqing?"

Lin Wanqing's face sank completely, her eyes like sharp ice skates, staring fixedly at Su Qinghan.

An invisible pressure spread out, and even the air around froze.

The Holy Ancestor rubbed his hands beside him, not daring to breathe.

Su Qinghan's face turned even paler, and his body trembled slightly, but his hand did not loosen a bit; instead, it held me even closer.

"Master, don't be afraid." I turned my head sharply towards Lin Wanqing and Lu Mingxuan and shouted out all my anger: "What are you two messing around with here?"

"Who on earth is taking me? It's the Master who wants me, not you! Now the master is willing to take me, and I am willing to follow the master. Why not? Stop me again, I won't be polite!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire viewing stand was so quiet that even a silver needle could be heard falling to the ground.

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