"What's wrong with your master? He's always been lively! Cough, I suddenly remembered the Great Elder has something for me, I'll be off now! Be off now..."
Nie Shan glared fiercely at the disciple, holding the ancient book and about to turn to leave.
"Junior Uncle, tell me clearly!"
Nie Shan felt a chilly wind blow past, and his legs suddenly couldn't move. He looked down at the Silver Needle stuck in his thigh, feeling both amused and helpless at An Yiqing.
"Xiao Qing girl, you've gotten faster again!" Nie Shan marveled in his heart; every time he saw An Yiqing, he was astonished at her progress.
"Junior Uncle, Girl Qing was abrupt and will apologize to you later. What's wrong with Master? What's wrong with his hair?" An Yiqing asked with increasing urgency, eyes slightly red.
Nie Shan couldn't bear to see An Yiqing so anxious. He struggled internally for a long time before finally sighing helplessly.
