Martial Arts, the Little Master of the Ancient Tomb, Becomes Stronger When You Drink

Su Xuan’s downcast voice continuously stung Lin Chaoying’s heart.

Indeed! Did she really not like her little disciple at all?

If she said that, she probably wouldn’t even believe it herself.

To be honest, just now she really had a slight impulse to be with her little disciple.

However, it was quickly swallowed by the complexity within her heart.

Looking at her little disciple’s desolate back, a faint blush rose to Lin Chaoying’s cheeks. She turned her pretty face away and bit her lip, saying, ”I... can give you a chance!”

Hearing this, Su Xuan suddenly turned around. Though his face appeared somewhat calm, his heart was already blossoming with joy. ”Master, is that true?”

”It’s true!” Lin Chaoying nodded shyly. Seeing her little disciple about to approach, she was startled and took two steps back. ”Don’t be in such a hurry! I haven’t finished speaking yet!”

Su Xuan pridefully stopped his advance.

Seeing that her little disciple was no longer pressing her step by step, Lin Chaoying breathed a sigh of relief. ”I can give you a chance, but you must give me some time to consider it.”

The little disciple’s sudden move had caught Lin Chaoying off guard, and her heart was now in utter turmoil.

She needed some time to calm down, no matter what.

After speaking, Lin Chaoying peeked at her little disciple out of the corner of her eye.

To her surprise, Su Xuan immediately became unhappy upon hearing this. ”Then Master, give me a timeframe. One day, two days, or a month? Without a definite word, what if Master goes back on her promise?”

”How... how could I go back on my word?”

”Regardless, I don’t care. If Master doesn’t give a definite word, then when we go back later, I’ll have Mother send betrothal gifts to Master!” Su Xuan acted like a complete rogue, as if he would go to any lengths if she didn’t agree.

”Rebellious Disciple, you...” Hearing this, Lin Chaoying was truly startled, her beautiful eyes filled with panic.

After a short while, Lin Chaoying finally made up her mind. She bit her lip and said tentatively, ”Then, when your martial arts surpass mine, I will agree to your request. How about that?”

Hearing this, Su Xuan’s head instantly slumped. ”Master~ You are in the Heavenly Human Realm~”

Lin Chaoying turned her back, forcing herself to remain calm. ”That is your business; I don’t care. Regardless, if you can’t beat me, I won’t agree to it.”

”Fine~”

Lin Chaoying’s beautiful eyes flickered. ”Also, before your martial arts surpass mine, you are not allowed to mention this matter again. Between us, Master and disciple, everything must remain as it was before, without the slightest change. Otherwise, I still won’t agree!”

Su Xuan nodded with a face full of reluctance.

You can say what you want, but what happens then will be up to him.

Seeing her little disciple agree, Lin Chaoying finally breathed a sigh of relief, unable to help but sigh in her heart, ”A Rebellious Disciple is hard to guard against...”

After saying that, Lin Chaoying felt uncomfortable staying here for even another second.

Immediately, her jade-like feet tapped lightly as she flew off in the direction of the Ancient Tomb.

By the time Su Xuan snapped out of it, Lin Chaoying’s figure had long since vanished without a trace.

Only then did a triumphant smile appear at the corners of Su Xuan’s mouth.

Schemes are necessary; if things were done conventionally as usual...

Given Master’s temperament, there’s no telling when—if ever—there would be a result between them.

Goal achieved. Now, time to go buy a hen and stew some soup for Long’er.

Su Xuan raised his Wine Gourd, took a large gulp, and then headed down the mountain.

Inside the Ancient Tomb.

Gongsun Lüe’s small face was flushed red, her teeth clenched, and her slender little arms trembled slightly. ”Why isn’t Master back yet? Eer really can’t hold this up anymore...”

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