"What’s wrong with your master? He’s always been lively! Cough, I suddenly rembered the Great Elder has sothing for , 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 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 ti 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 ti before finally sighing helplessly.
"Sigh! I always said one day it would be impossible to hide it; who knew you’d recover your mory so quickly! Girl Qing, during your disappearance, your master turned white-haired overnight and aged a lot. These days, your few elder uncles and I have been researching how to restore his hair and appearance to how it was, but there hasn’t been any progress. Your master wouldn’t let us tell you because he feared you’d worry — wait, where are you going, Girl Qing?! Hey! Slow down!"
Before Nie Shan finished speaking, An Yiqing turned and left the hall, running towards Ye Chenghong’s bedroom. Yin Xilin worried she would trip due to her eyesight and quickly followed.
When An Yiqing reached Ye Chenghong’s bedroom door, she heard the conversation between Ye Chenghong and the Great Elder.
"Sect Leader Brother, we’ve tried but are powerless about your hair. Looks like we’ll have to wait until Girl Qing arrives to strategize further."
"You guys are such worriers. I’m not a woman, what use is having such beautiful hair? This current appearance is how one should look at seventy-plus." Ye Chenghong’s voice ca.
"You’re just being stubborn. Ever since Xiao Qing returned to Xuandu City yesterday, you’ve been restless, precisely because you want to see her but fear she will notice your appearance. She can’t see well now but is still very sharp-minded. Sect Leader Brother, you can hide for a while, but you can’t hide forever; eventually, it’ll get exposed." The Great Elder shook his head, sighing helplessly.
Ye Chenghong’s expression stiffened, just as he was about to speak, his gaze suddenly turned to the door.
"Master, you’re really getting more opinionated with age, even keeping such matters from ! Are you planning not to want this disciple too in a few days?"
At the door, An Yiqing stood there, with muddled large eyes, looking aggrievedly in Ye Chenghong’s direction. Her delicate face was full of accusation and displeasure.
Ye Chenghong’s body stiffened, giving the gloating Great Elder a displeased glance.
"Cough, Master didn’t want you to worry, alright? And besides, it’s just a bit of white hair, what’s the big deal!" Ye Chenghong touched his nose, awkwardly saying.
An Yiqing’s lips tightly pressed together, walking into the room with support from Yin Xilin.
With wide eyes, she stared hard at Ye Chenghong in front of her, but could only see a vague shadow, faintly noticing his head was white.
Her eyes reddened, and An Yiqing almost burst into tears.
She had lived with Master Ye Chenghong for more than ten years; in An Yiqing’s heart, Master was always spirited, never so aged!
"Master, if you hide anything from again next ti, I won’t return to the dicine Sect; I won’t want you either!" An Yiqing was angry inside.
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