The old man tried to lift his hand, but after several attempts, it ultimately fell weakly. His face was filled with disbelief as he finally spoke, "You were once homeless and starving, bullied and living precariously. I took pity on you and took you in, imparting you all my cultivation. You must know you were the disciple I valued the most among all."
The young man with the surname Liu twitched slightly, then shouted loudly, "Spare me the sweet talk. Your favorite has always been Senior Brother. You favored him in everything, even betrothing Junior Sister to him. Don't you know I've always liked Junior Sister?"
The old man showed a trace of sadness on his face and said slowly, "Although I am your master, I cannot dictate someone's heart. Your Junior Sister has liked your Senior Brother since childhood, and he likes her too. All your other senior brothers admire her as well, but I must respect her own choice."
