Jiang Que enjoyed great prestige in the martial arts world because of his contribution in destroying the evil cult. The sect leader directly accepted him as his disciple, and no one dared to say anything.

He Wenshang was seriously injured in a fight with the Demon Alliance and has been recuperating in his own courtyard for some time.

The heroine Yi Yue knew that He Wenshang was not the murderer of her father, so she often came to take care of him.

While He Wenshang was recovering from his injuries, he heard that the sect leader had accepted a new disciple, who single-handedly wiped out a cult. Although he was young, he was very capable.

This person was arrogant, and the sect leader had to visit him many times before he was willing to become his disciple.

Accepting disciples is a normal thing. The new leader has just taken over the Wangsheng Sect and is in urgent need of building up his own power. He does not find it strange.

"Brother Wen Shang."

Yi Yue walked in carrying a bowl of medicine. They used to have the best relationship. After knowing that he was not the murderer of his father, Yi Yue had been taking care of He Wenshang for the past few days.

He Wenshang was still drinking medicine when the sect leader came in with his new disciple.

He said that some courses were taught by the old master in the past, and he didn't know them, but He Wenshang was good at them, so he wanted to ask He Wenshang to teach his new apprentice.

His peripheral vision caught sight of a young man following behind the sect leader, who looked particularly familiar.

He Wenshang paused while taking the medicine.

A hint of bloodthirsty viciousness flashed across his eyes. He raised his hand and used the medicine bowl to press down the slightly raised corner of his lips, sneering in his heart.

He hadn't even gone to look for trouble yet, but this person brought it to him.

well.

His room is too dark, he really needs to hang up a few lanterns to light it up!

He Wenshang drank the medicine in one gulp.

The young man seemed not to know him and bowed obediently: "Brother He."

The Sect Master looked at Jiang Que with satisfaction, praising his foresight, and then continued to say to He Wenshang, who was leaning against the bed and drinking medicine: "Then it's settled. Thank you, nephew."

"Xiao Jiang, learn from your senior brother He. Your senior brother's injury hasn't healed yet, so you should move in and take care of him in the future."

The boy bowed his head: "Yes, Master."

The sect leader brought Jiang Que over, told He Wenshang to take good care of his injuries, and also sent him a lot of supplements.

During this period of time, he was going down the mountain to the Wulin Alliance to discuss the Wulin Conference with the leader of the Wulin Alliance. He entrusted Jiang Que to He Wenshang and left.

Yi Yue saw that He Wenshang had other disciples to take care of him, and since they were both men it would be more convenient, so she left too.

Jiang Que and He Wenshang were the only ones left in the room.

There was life in Jiang Que's eyes.

He Wenshang leaned against the bed. After drinking the medicine, he couldn't find a place to put the bowl so he kept holding it in his hand. Jiang Que went over to get the bowl and wanted to put it away for him.

But Jiang Que had just approached and stretched out his hand before he touched the bowl. He Wenshang, who was sitting on the bed and whose face changed after everyone left, raised his hand and smashed the bowl, which shattered at Jiang Que's feet with a loud bang.

He Wenshang stared at Jiang Que's youthful face and smiled, "Junior brother, I'm so sorry. My injury hasn't healed yet, so my hands don't obey you very well."

The young man looked at He Wenshang silently, pursed his lips and said nothing, then found a broom to sweep away the debris.

He Wenshang leaned against the bed and saw that the young man was silent. He obediently and uncomplainingly took the broom to clean up the debris without any explanation, as if he had recognized the wrong person.

But how could he admit his mistake?

Okay, very good, just pretend you don’t know me, right?

At night, the boy moved his own quilt and planned to sleep on the floor in He Wenshang's room so that it would be convenient for him to take care of him at night.

But Jiang Que had just gone out to fetch water for washing, and when he came back he found that the quilt he had just spread out had been thrown out of the room.

He Wenshang locked the door of the room from the inside, as if he was not welcome and even looked down upon him.

Jiang Que, who was locked outside, said: "..."

What a bad temper.

Spoil you.

Jiang Que tried to climb through the window, but found that it was also locked.

"..."

So vicious!!

It's almost autumn, and it's very cold outside.

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