Xu Feng seemed to realize that Bai He was genuinely angry, so he quickly slipped away.
Bai He took a deep breath to calm himself, then turned to look at Ye Shiyuan.
"Shiyuan, Xiao Feng has always spoken without thinking. Do not take his words to heart. The two of us are only master and disciple. There is nothing else between us."
A trace of dimness passed through Ye Shiyuan's eyes.
He let out a bitter smile, but then felt that Bai He's words were not wrong.
What was there to hope for?
This was already good enough.
At the very least, he could continue staying by Bai He's side.
"Mm, I understand, Master."
…
Ten days after The Sky Cutting Sword assigned the task, Bai He completed it.
In his dream, he saw that tall woman again.
Although he still wore a cold expression, Bai He no longer felt the same fear as before.
He was the master here.
Why should this sword spirit act so superior?
