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Chapter 108 Master is indeed a high-risk occupation (6)

Chapter 108 Can't Resist

Just like that, Li Huan felt like he was dawdling every day.

Before I knew it, a year had passed.

Her little apprentice has grown a lot taller.

Cultivation is also advancing by leaps and bounds.

As she expected, Ke Yan did become the best disciple in Fuyao Sect in one fell swoop.

And won the first place in the sect competition where the disciples gathered.

Although this is a great honor, many disciples are very dissatisfied with Ke Yan.

People who are too good will always attract envy.

And Ke Yan has a temperament of swallowing his anger.

After being embarrassed and bullied by other sect disciples, he would not choose to resist but suffer silently.

Li Huan was rummaging through his storage bag for what he could give as a reward to his little apprentice who won the top spot.

Turning the storage bag upside down, she found a good treasure.

Although with the strength of her apprentice, the probability of encountering danger should not be high.

But Li Huan is still going to give her a good baby that can save her life at a critical moment.

"Why hasn't my good apprentice come back today?"

Looking down the mountain, Li Huan didn't see his little apprentice, so he couldn't help but start talking.

Xiao Qi wants to say something.

But thinking that the host had to complete the task, he shut up again.

It would never say that the current Ke Yan is being bullied by other sect disciples!
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"Aren't you very capable in the Zongmen competition? Why are you so useless now?"

Several disciples from other Zongmen clothing stores surrounded Ke Yan together, hoping that he would not fight back and beat and kicked him.

Although the Fuyao sect is a big sect of immortals, it can filter out the waste materials of immortal cultivators, but it cannot filter out some scum.

Ke Yan gritted his teeth and let these people beat and scold him.

The disciple who took the lead in bullying him still had some concerns, so he stood aside and reminded him:
"Don't slap him in the face, it would be bad if Immortal Yichen doubted him if there was a wound on his face."

This disciple knew that Ke Yan would not sue Yichen Immortal Venerable, and commanded other disciples recklessly.

It's not the first time Ke Yan has done this.

When it was enough to clean up, the leading disciple sneered, and then quickly left with others.

Ke Yan got up from the ground in embarrassment, and silently patted the dust off his body.

Scanning the backs of the disciples leaving, he clenched his fists.

He cannot resist.

Nor could he resist.

Fuyao Sect was the only place that could shelter him.

He can't do disgusting things, otherwise there will be no place for him in this world.

"Why don't you come back?"

Li Huan frowned and began to worry that something happened to his little apprentice.

Obviously Ke Yan used the sound transmission crane to send her a message after the Zongmen competition.

He said he was on his way back.

How come the sun is going down and it hasn't come back yet.

The table of dishes that Li Huan cooked for the little apprentice was almost cold.

After waiting so impatiently, Li Huan decided to go down the mountain to find someone.

"Master."

Just as he was about to go out, Ke Yan's voice came from outside the door.

Holding the sword in his hand, the young man walked into the small courtyard with a normal expression.

Li Huan waved to him and couldn't help asking:

"Didn't you say you were on the way back? Why did you come back so late? The food is almost cold."

Ke Yan pursed his lips, glanced over the exquisite dishes on the table, and said in a low voice:
"I was delayed by something on the way, so I forgot to tell Master."

"alright."

Li Huan did not doubt the authenticity of these words, and sat down with his good apprentice.

However, the moment he held Ke Yan's wrist, he felt a suspicious tremor for a moment.

After a pause, Li Huan moved his gaze down to Ke Yan's wrist.

She let go, and lifted the boy's sleeve robe, revealing his wrist.

(End of this chapter)