Chapter 238: The Rebellious Disciple and the Rebellious Daughter
“Truly, childish.”
Luo Cong’an’s eyes flickered, but she didn’t voice her thoughts.
She didn’t dwell on this matter with the woman before her. It was meaningless.
To Luo Cong’an, a name was always just a codename. The most important thing was that he was “Mister.”
Suddenly, the sound of unhurried footsteps interrupted Luo Cong’an’s thoughts. She and Eileen looked up simultaneously, and saw a young man and a young woman walking slowly through the rain. The young woman’s black saber had disappeared, her expression indifferent. Perhaps Chen An’s previous treatment had taken effect, allowing her to temporarily regain her calm.
Luo Cong’an’s gaze first fell on Mister, then shifted to the young woman’s beautiful face. The young woman didn’t shy away and met her gaze directly. Those light blue eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips moved, uttering two words.
“Rebellious disciple.”
Mu Sanniang’s tone was as cool as ever. However, these seemingly brief two words caused Luo Cong’an’s pupils to widen instantly. She felt as if she had been stabbed without a sound. Since her intention to betray her teacher had been exposed, this had been a thorn in her heart that she couldn’t shake. Now that it was so starkly pointed out by the young woman, it made her feel somewhat embarrassed. She wanted to retort but didn’t know what to say. In the end, Luo Cong’an could only lower her eyelids.
Fortunately, her ally struck at the right moment. Eileen crossed her arms, looking over coldly.
“She just doesn’t want to be separated from her Mister anymore. What did she do wrong?”
“Yet you, what right do you have to say such things?”
An invisible confrontation between the three had already begun. Eileen’s voice successfully drew Mu Sanniang’s attention. The young woman looked up and carefully sized up the woman in the black dress. Her gaze was the same as when she first looked at Jiang Qiuchi, as if she wanted to get up close and observe her at zero distance.
After a moment, Mu Sanniang turned and looked at the silent young man.
“Younger brother, who is this?”
The young woman’s address undoubtedly made the allied two tremble simultaneously. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with disbelief. This person was actually Mister Priest’s older sister? So, their common external target was wrong?
For a moment, all three pairs of eyes focused on a certain young man, eagerly awaiting his response. Chen An did not refute Mu Sanniang’s words. He thought for a moment and tried to explain his relationship with Eileen in a way that Mu Sanniang could understand.
The young woman then said “Oh” with a poker face.
She said faintly, “Oh, rebellious daughter.”
Chen An rubbed his forehead, knowing she had misunderstood. However, compared to the meaning behind her words, it didn’t seem so important. On the other hand, Luo Cong’an and Eileen fell into silence simultaneously.
Really… an older sister? Thinking of the young woman’s intense possessiveness earlier, both of them felt half-doubtful and half-relieved. After all, if she were truly an older sister, then they would have one less competitor, right? In any case, perhaps due to the “sister’s” elder status, the atmosphere among them finally seemed a little more harmonious. Chen An breathed a sigh of relief at this. As long as everyone was willing to sit down and talk, it wouldn’t be a big problem.
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The celestial phenomenon that occurred in the back mountain could not possibly be hidden from the Heavenly Master Mansion of Mount Longhu and the authorities. Chen An and the others did not wait long in place; soon, someone came to investigate the situation. The one who came was the Master Meng, Meng Mao, whom Chen An had met once before. Although it was said to be an investigation, judging by the man’s timid and miserable expression, he likely knew he was just going through the motions. Drones had already transmitted the images from the scene in full, so both the authorities and the Heavenly Master Mansion knew that this celestial phenomenon was caused by the battle between this Master Luo and others.
When he first learned that Master Luo held the same position as him, Meng Mao had harbored some romantic thoughts. After all, “A beautiful woman is admired by a gentleman.” Who wouldn’t be moved by an elegant and gentle woman like Master Luo, who was also powerful? However, these thoughts were destined to vanish like smoke after today.
Meng Mao was a cultivator through and through. It was precisely because of this that he could better feel the immense terror contained within that storm. An existence that even the Old Ancestor explicitly stated he couldn’t control – how could he have the confidence to pursue her? Previously, he thought that although Master Luo’s cultivation was profound, he wasn’t without his own merits. He had always been quite accomplished in the art of formations, which could compensate for his lack of strength. But when someone stood too high, admiration naturally turned into awe. One could only say that there was a gap between masters and masters.
Thinking of these miscellaneous things, Meng Mao finally walked up to Master Luo. He lowered his head slightly and asked humbly.
He inquired about the cause of the matter and whether they needed any assistance. Although they likely couldn’t help at all. For a battle between experts of this level, Meng Mao couldn’t think of any other solution besides deploying those ultimate modern weapons. He mused that as long as one reached the realm of the Old Ancestor, they could already ride the wind on their sword and no longer fear being locked onto by missiles. To inflict substantial damage on such a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be like something out of a fairy tale. After all, you couldn’t just launch a nuclear bomb at your own city, right?
This was also an important reason why the authorities had always maintained a co-opting attitude towards cultivators. Times had changed. With existing conventional weapons, they might have had the upper hand in battles with cultivators at first. But what would the world look like in a few more years after the spiritual energy recovery? Unless modern technology could achieve a qualitative leap in such a short time. For example, creating equipment that only existed in sci-fi blockbusters.
Facing his inquiry, Luo Cong’an gave the same excuse as last time, dismissing it.
“It’s okay, it was just a friendly spar,” the woman said casually, yet it made Meng Mao’s heart pound.
You may have had a “friendly” spar, but our little fortune at Mount Longhu can’t withstand such turmoil! However, he only dared to grumble internally, and outwardly responded respectfully.
Suddenly, he heard the gentle voice say again, “Also, please trouble yourself to help me and Mister find a new place to live.”
The previous battle had caused the newly repaired annex to suffer again. It had been reduced to ruins, beyond repair. Therefore, Luo Cong’an’s request was naturally reasonable. But Meng Mao couldn’t help but look up, shock flashing across his face.
Mister? Who could Master Luo call “Mister” and what kind of peerless expert would they be? His gaze involuntarily met the young man behind Master Luo. Seeing him look over, the young man nodded slightly. Perhaps remembering his identity, he greeted them in the same way his roommate did.
“Good afternoon,” he said.
