Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

Shi Tingfeng looked at the people who came forward, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into confusion.

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but why is Master here too?

Especially when Shi Tingfeng saw Lie Yan, who was walking at the end, with a grateful look in his eyes, the doubts in Shi Tingfeng's heart became even stronger.

What's that look from Immortal Huoyang?

The cloth stuffed in Shi Tingfeng's mouth was taken away. He looked at the master in front of him and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you doing? Why are you tying up your disciple?"

Ling Wen only glanced at Shi Tingfeng indifferently, trying his best to hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Why? Don't you know?"

Master's words gave Shi Tingfeng a bad feeling.

He opened his mouth to explain, but didn't know how to say it.

What if I guessed wrong?

What if it's not what he guessed, then wouldn't he be confessing himself?

Ling Wen did not give Shi Tingfeng too much time to think, he continued: "Before Master passed away, he told me to take good care of the younger generation of the Shi family.

That's why I took you to my side and taught you carefully, and you are my only disciple. But I don't understand why you want to be an undercover agent of the demon clan?"

Shi Tingfeng's heart sank gradually. His master really knew about this matter.

He was originally very nervous, but after hearing the news, he calmed down.

Things have come to this, and it seems that there is nothing he can care about.

At least things can't get any worse than they are now.

Relieved Shi Tingfeng looked up at Ling Wen. He sneered, his eyes full of mockery.

"Teach carefully? I am your only disciple? What is Zhefeng?"

This familiar name made Ling Wen stunned for a moment, and then a trace of pain flashed across his eyes.

The death of his second apprentice, Zhefeng, has always been a knot in Ling Wen's heart, and it is also something he is reluctant to mention.

If he hadn't walked away that year, Zhefeng wouldn't have died in obscurity.

"We are now discussing your role as a traitor. Don't bring up irrelevant topics."

Shi Tingfeng looked at Ling Wen with a gloomy gaze, hatred that could not be concealed in his eyes.

“Back then, you promised the Shi family’s ancestors to take me in as your apprentice, and you did take good care of me in the beginning.

But what happened later? Ever since you accepted Zhefeng as your apprentice, you have left me aside. Even if you come to me, it is either to praise Zhefeng in front of me or to scold me.

Do you still dare to say that you take good care of me? I know that you look down on me because my talent is not as good as Zhefeng's!"

Ling Wen was so angry that he was speechless. He pointed at Shi Tingfeng with trembling fingers and said, "That was your junior brother! At that time, your junior brother had just entered the sect. What was wrong with me paying more attention to him? Did you join the demon clan just for such a small matter?"

Shi Tingfeng looked directly at Ling Wen and sneered, "Don't make such high-sounding statements. Do you dare to say that you really think so?

Do you dare to say that you don’t look down on me?

Do you dare to tell me that even if there is no ancestor, you will still accept me as your apprentice?"

Ling Wen was silent. If it weren’t for his ancestor, he really wouldn’t have accepted Shi Tingfeng.

After a long while, Ling Wen said in a deep voice: "Don't make assumptions that will never come true. It is enough that we are a master and apprentice now."

Seeing that Ling Wen avoided the question, Shi Tingfeng knew that if it weren't for the ancestor, he would never accept him as a disciple!

Shi Tingfeng had expected such a result. "I guessed right. If it weren't for the ancestor, you really wouldn't have accepted me!"

Ling Wen opened his mouth to explain, but Shi Tingfeng spoke first: "But I don't care about your attitude, because even if you treat me better than Zhefeng, I will still help the demons."

Ling Wen's guilty expression froze on his face, "What do you mean?"

Shi Tingfeng looked calmly at the master in front of him, whose usually gentle expression kept changing.

He knew what was waiting for him. He was going to die anyway, so he might as well get rid of all the resentment he had accumulated over the years.

I have said everything that needed to be said before, and the injustice and resentment in my heart have dissipated a lot with each question.

Shi Tingfeng knew that Ling Wen was now eager to know the answer to the previous question, but he had no intention of giving Ling Wen an answer.

"Master, even if you ignore me, you don't have to feel guilty about it."

The more Ling Wen listened, the less he understood what Shi Tingfeng meant. Why shouldn't he feel sorry for his master?

Shi Tingfeng looked at Ling Wen, who still knew nothing about everything, and continued, "And Zhefeng, you definitely didn't expect it, right? You were standing not far from him when he died!"

"What did you say?" Ling Wen staggered back a step and looked at Shi Tingfeng with red eyes.

Looking at the collapsed Ling Wen, Shi Tingfeng felt an indescribable sense of pleasure in his heart.

Shi Tingfeng continued in a good mood: "At that time, Zhefeng wanted to ask you for help, but I blocked his mouth desperately. The last thing he saw before he died was you."

Shi Tingfeng's words broke down the last line of defense in his heart.

Ling Wen's back, which had been straight all along, became a little hunched. In just a short while, he actually grew a few white hairs, and he looked as if he had aged by ten years.

Ling Wen looked back on his previous life and found that he had let everyone down.

He neglected his eldest disciple and missed the opportunity to save his second disciple. He was even more disappointed with his master's last words. It seemed as if everything was caused by him.

Just when Ling Wen was still immersed in sorrow, Shi Tingfeng finally broke free from the ropes that bound him.

Shi Tingfeng seized the opportunity and rushed to the door while everyone was not paying attention to him.

Seeing Shi Tingfeng preparing to escape, everyone except Ling Wen reacted immediately.

Lie Yan, who was standing in front, was the first to hold down the opponent, and then Lin Hao's sword was also against Shi Tingfeng's neck.

Shi Tingfeng had already expected this result, he just wanted to make a final struggle.

What if, what if he could escape?

Shi Tingfeng accepted all this calmly without any struggle.

However, Lin Hao did not intend to let him go so easily. He moved his sword closer, leaving a bloody mark on Shi Tingfeng's neck.

"Tell me! Why did you demons want to kill my master?"

Shi Tingfeng raised his head and looked at Lin Hao. This action deepened the wound on his neck, and blood flowed down his neck to the ground.

But Shi Tingfeng didn't care how deep his wound was now. He looked directly at Lin Hao with a frank gaze, which seemed to even contain some sarcasm.

"Although I have done many evil things, I certainly did not do what your master did."

Lin Hao's eyes were blank for a moment, and the sword in his hand shook slightly.

But he quickly calmed down, as he remembered that his senior brother had seen Shi Tingfeng walking towards the direction of his master's residence on the day when his master got into trouble.

Lin Hao's sword moved closer.

"On the day Master got into trouble, my senior brother clearly saw you walking towards Master's residence. It wasn't you? Could there be another demon clan undercover here?"