Luo Qingchen was montarily taken aback, but soon ca to a sudden realization, looking at the person in front of him with incredulity.
Since the day he was born, who in the Divine Sword Sect dared to address him in such a manner?
"Ye Xiaofan, who are you calling Xiao Luo? Have you forgotten who you are? Do you know who I am? I am from the Divine Sword Sect...."
"I know!" Ye Xiaofan instantly interrupted: "You are a follower of Ye Xiaofan from the Divine Sword Sect."
Luo Qingchen was stunned by this reply and wanted to retort, but found himself at a loss for words.
Ye Xiaofan seized the opportunity, determined to make this person a follower today, not for anything else, but because of his trust in Mo Shiyi.
After thinking this, Ye Xiaofan forced a smile and said, "Since you are my follower, then you should behave like one. How can a follower call their senior brother that way? Don’t you agree, Xiao Luo?"
"I... you...?"
Luo Qingchen was at a loss for words and eventually turned his gaze to Luo Qingxian: "Sister, this guy is too much. I’ll throw him out for you."
After Luo Qingchen finished speaking, Luo Qingxian remained silent, still gently caressing her tea.
Seeing his sister’s attitude, Luo Qingchen was dumbfounded and then said in confusion: "Sister, are you really going to let your brother follow him?"
Luo Qingxian finally responded, her beautiful eyes questioning: "It wasn’t who made the bet. Whoever made the bet with him, you should go find them."
Upon hearing this, Luo Qingchen was completely choked, realizing there was no way to ask for help, he straightened his posture and tidied up his clothing: "Alright, Ye Xiaofan, listen. From today on, you are my first follower. This is an order, and you are not allowed to refuse."
After saying that, Luo Qingchen, feeling sowhat guilty, added: "And also the last one. From now on, no more followers. Becoming a follower of Luo Qingchen is your honor, yes, it’s your honor."
Listening to his words, both Ye Xiaofan and Luo Qingxian couldn’t help but smile wryly, though one was a genuinely bitter smile and the other a stunningly beautiful smile.
After she finished laughing, Luo Qingxian looked at Ye Xiaofan and said, "Brother Ye, don’t take it to heart. My brother is like this, but in fact, he’s secretly happy to be your follower. From now on, I entrust my brother to you. He is most fascinated with Sword Intent, and I hope in these ten years, you won’t hold back and will teach him the profound mysteries of Sword Intent."
"Rest assured, Senior Sister. I will certainly not hold back. Brother Luo’s talent is extraordinary, and his comprehension of Sword Intent is actually on par with mine." Ye Xiaofan promised, actually wanting to see what Luo Qingxian’s attitude was when she brought this up.
Clearly, Luo Qingxian was not against Luo Qingchen following him for ten years. After all, in a world where strength reigns supre, Ye Xiaofan’s accomplishnt in Sword Intent could indeed bring endless benefits to Luo Qingchen, even a lifeti of use.
Moreover, throughout the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, the only one who could beco Luo Qingchen’s ’worthy master’ in Sword Intent might just be the person standing before him.
However, as soon as Luo Qingxian finished speaking, Luo Qingchen was instantly deflated, his eyes full of complaint: "Sister, can’t you leave a step for ? You’ve taken it all apart, how can I manage him in the future?"
"You’re already his follower, and you still want to control him? Luo Qingchen, are you out of your mind?"
Luo Qingxian’s gentle rebuke instantly made him comply, and Ye Xiaofan took the opportunity to express that he wouldn’t treat Luo Qingchen as a re follower, and if possible, they could interact as friends.
Upon hearing this, Luo Qingchen imdiately smiled, transforming instantly. In truth, since the battle yesterday, his attitude towards Ye Xiaofan had changed dramatically, even his gaze softened.
This is the characteristic of a strong man; the other’s mastery of Sword Intent had completely won over this Sword Intent enthusiast.
After a simple chat, Luo Qingxian did not hesitate and began explaining the He Yuan Technique to Ye Xiaofan, while Luo Qingchen watched from the side, occasionally shaking his head slightly.
This was the first ti in his life that he had seen Luo Qingxian in such close proximity with a male cultivator. Due to so details requiring explanation from the original manuscript, Ye Xiaofan and Luo Qingxian were especially close, causing Ye Xiaofan to get distracted now and then.
It’s inevitable; Luo Qingxian is not an ordinary beauty, and a normal male cultivator would find it hard to remain unaffected.
However, Ye Xiaofan ultimately managed to focus on the He Yuan Technique, solely thinking about how to integrate Spiritual Essence.
Ti passed slowly.
A week flew by in the blink of an eye.
During this week, Ye Xiaofan nearly ca to the peak of Spirit Peak No. 4 day and night, with the cultivation realm not requiring anything like calling it a night, so for several nights, Ye Xiaofan even stayed directly at Luo Qingxian’s place, spending the night at the peak of Spirit Peak No. 4.
This scene caused countless senior brothers of the Divine Sword Sect to be overwhelmingly envious and jealous, especially Luo Qingxian’s suitors, each with a heart that seed to be bleeding, even wishing to pull out their swords for a fair duel with him.
A week later on this day.
With the further in-depth explanation of the He Yuan Technique, the astonishnt in Luo Qingxian’s beautiful eyes grew more and more intense.
She realized that the person’s understanding and comprehension ability in front of her seed to be even more terrifying than anyone had seen. No matter what it was, he grasped it almost instantly, and for so things she had yet to explain, he had already deduced so of the original aning.
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