"Master..."
After Qiann Yan helped Ye Huai Feng stimulate his Spirit Root once again, he collapsed there, rembering sothing very important—a matter he must clarify with his master as soon as possible.
Qiann Yan asked puzzled, "What is it?"
"It’s..." Ye Huai Feng’s face flushed red; he wasn’t a child anymore, and this kind of thing was really hard to talk about. Speaking up and asking his master to note the difference between n and won might hurt his master’s feelings.
But if he didn’t say it, he feared that soday his inexperienced master might encounter a rogue and get bullied. What would he do then?
Ye Huai Feng felt truly worried.
"Are you not feeling well sowhere?" Qiann Yan walked over, grasping Ye Huai Feng’s wrist, sending a warm stream of Spiritual Power into Ye Huai Feng’s body, circling around without detecting anything wrong.
Ye Huai Feng finally managed to speak with difficulty, "Master, do you know the difference between n and won?"
"Of course, I know." Qiann Yan realized she was holding Ye Huai Feng’s wrist and was enlightened, "But you are sick, and as your master, I’m checking your body, which inevitably involves so physical contact. In a doctor’s eyes, there are no genders, only doctors and patients."
Ye Huai Feng: "..." That’s not what he ant.
"Master, that’s not what I’m talking about..."
"Then what is it?" Qiann Yan had always known her eldest disciple was quite thoughtful, pondering deeply, exceptionally smart in cultivation. However, she occasionally felt he acted foolishly.
Perhaps, in front of her, as an elder, he carried so concerns.
"Master, in the future, if I faint, please don’t change my clothes. I’m not a child anymore." Ye Huai Feng finally gathered the courage to speak his mind, only to find Qiann Yan’s expression peculiar—did his master not understand?
Qiann Yan patted Ye Huai Feng’s shoulder, "Huai Feng, you are overly concerned. I understand this aspect of etiquette, so rest assured, I haven’t helped you change your clothes; it’s your third junior brother, bathing and changing clothes, it’s all him."
"Now, can you feel reassured?"
Ye Huai Feng was dumbfounded, not his master?
He looked disappointed—and right, how could the master know nothing? Bao Yuee Peak doesn’t only have his master and junior sisters but also junior brothers.
"That’s good..." Ye Huai Feng couldn’t describe the feeling; knowing the truth made him feel even stranger, but he couldn’t quite identify what was so strange, it felt a bit suffocating.
"Today you haven’t fainted, go soak in the hot spring for half an hour; I’ve already instructed soone to prepare Spiritual dicine there. Doing so for about half a year will result in significant improvents to your Spirit Root. If my estimation is correct, in a year’s ti, your Spirit Root should be fully restored."
His Spirit Root could be restored, which made Ye Huai Feng genuinely happy, finally receiving a definite answer. The earlier discomfort was montarily cast aside.
"Understood, Master, I’ll go right away."
Ye Huai Feng dragged his heavy and sowhat pained body toward the hot springs at Bao Yuee Peak, walking very slowly along the way.
His master also said that in the future he wouldn’t faint from pain as often, aning he wouldn’t embarrassingly be carried away by his master anymore.
It was clearly a good thing, as he would no longer be caught in such disgraceful scenarios.
And yet, he felt a bit lost.
Ye Huai Feng touched the spot over his heart; it was this empty place, feeling like he’d been abandoned.
Ye Huai Feng’s expression was composed, feeling quite strange recently. But for now, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong.
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