It Pains Yours Truly So.

In this hot, sunny afternoon, Zhang Ergou and Feng Bujue squatted at a rock nearby and stared with troubled eyes at the sight of their Master and Ye Shaotian chatting happily in the distance.

"Junior Disciple, your Junior Master will send you off till here. If you ever experience any unhappiness in the outer sect, feel free to come over for a short stay with Yours Truly" Lin Fan said happily.

"Sure thing, Junior Master Lin, sure thing! I’ll take my leave now!" Ye Shaotian harbored zero hatred or negativity towards Lin Fan. All he had was gratitude and affection.

To Ye Shaotian, Junior Master Lin was such a sincere and genuine elder. He would have to be a beast or animal to harbor any hatred towards such a wonderful man.

"Have a safe trip home, Junior Disciple! If there’s a lack of pills, let me know anytime!"

"Yes! Goodbye Junior Master!"

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Upon seeing Ye Shaotian’s figure disappear into the distance, the once calm face of Lin Fan momentarily revealed a despicable smile.