With the truth about the Hidden Sword Pavilion temporarily out of grasp, the days gradually returned to peace. On the surface, the master and disciple seemed to be in perfect harmony, but Shen Zhixian knew that the little hedgehog was…
As Shen Zhixian had guessed, the Hidden Sword Pavilion affair was put to rest despite the lack of an outcome. Yan Jin still carried the blame, and even Shen Zhixian himself was criticized by the sect’s disciples. Song Ming knew…
In the end, Shen Zhixian didn’t have to carry his little hedgehog disciple inside. He was too afraid that if he really did hug him, he would be skewered on the spot. No way was he willing to enter the…
Even though Shen Zhixian secretly ridiculed his lofty title as “Elder,” especially considering his current lack of skills and the fact that it just didn’t suit him, this time he had no choice but to use his position to intimidate…
“Bud sprout? Bud sprout!” These past few days had been extremely tiresome for Shen Zhixian. Even if he had to deal with Yan Jin and feigned politeness with Song Ming, these matters had not been extremely tiresome. At least these…
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