"Young disciple has been given a generous gift, how can I be so generous?" Wang Jiexi was midway through his words of thanks when he was interrupted by Ye Xiu waving his hand:

"Hey, this kid is kind and brave. I like him very much. Since we are destined, it doesn't matter if we help him."

"Oh?" Wang Jiexi's eyes flashed and he remained silent. He calculated silently for a moment and said with a smile: "It turns out that the person who saved this child yesterday was also a senior. Since it is such a coincidence, I have a merciless request——"

"Hey, why are you so polite to me?"

"Then let me tell you straight." Wang Jiexi raised his hand and pointed to Qiao Yifan, who was still kneeling in the hall, with his face raised and his eyes filled with gratitude:

"As the senior has seen, this child's path is not in line with my practice. Since the senior likes him, it is also his blessing. I want to send him to serve beside the senior, is it possible?"

"It's not sweet if you force it." Ye Xiu smiled and waved his hand: "You have to ask the child about this. If he is not willing, I will not force him."

Wang Jiexi smiled helplessly. However, he also understood Ye Xiu's temperament, so he stopped trying to persuade him and called out, "Yifan, get up."

Qiao Yifan responded and slowly got up. Wang Jiexi waved someone forward and said seriously: "You heard what I just said. I want to send you to serve Peng Zejun, are you willing?"

"disciple--"

Qiao Yifan's face was full of embarrassment. He looked at Wang Jiexi and then at Ye Xiu, his face full of struggle. One was his master who had taught him for hundreds of years, and the other was the one who had saved his life and helped him transform. Senior. Although the masters’ cultivation paths are really different, and it was the master who spoke personally, how could he say anything if he was asked to say yes?

He looked up in confusion, and for some reason he turned around and landed on Gao Yingjie, who was behind Wang Jiexi. His friend looked at him for a moment, with encouragement and nostalgia in his eyes. Qiao Yifan's eyes heated up. , quickly lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and did not dare to speak.

"That's all." Seeing the young man like this, Wang Jiexi knew what he meant. His eyes moved from Qiao Yifan to Ye Xiu, and then from Ye Xiu back to Qiao Yifan. He sighed deeply: "I made this decision for you as a teacher. Yifan , you went to pay homage to Peng Zejun, just go with him today!"

"Master!"

Qiao Yifan fell to his knees. He lowered his head, and two tears fell down, wetting the ground in front of him.

"Go!"

Wang Jiexi's tone became more and more severe. Qiao Yifan did not dare to argue any more and bowed four times with tears in his eyes. Then he stood up and bowed to Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu sat still and received the bow, then took his hand casually and turned to Wang Jiexi with a smile: "This But I took advantage of your family——"
Chapter completed!