The little girl is really clever.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the identity of a father is ultimately more intimate than that of a master.
Moreover, she only has one portion of filial piety to give.
If there is one more person, the filial piety left for the master would be only half...
So Qing Jun fully understands the master’s jealousy, just like if the master has two disciples, the master’s affections would be divided in half!
The little girl suddenly turned around, spread out her arms, tightly hugged Chen Ye’s leg, and pressed her little face firmly against it, muffledly declaring, "Qing Jun has no father! Even if there was a father, he died long ago. Qing Jun only has a master!"
By saying this, she could firmly express her position, right?
As for treating the master as a father, perhaps it would make Xu Buhui angry, but she doesn’t want the master to be her father anyway.
To her, the master already stands higher than a father.
Even if she really had a father, he wouldn’t be as important as the master!
With these words, the entire scene went silent.
Chen Ye: "..."
He looked down at the little ornament hanging on his leg, only feeling a headache coming on.
This little girl, true to her words, even ends up scolding herself when she gets harsh.
Meanwhile, Xu Buhui’s face was darker than the bottom of a pot.
He, the dignified patriarch of the Xu Family, a Foundation Establishment True Man, was openly humiliated by a little girl like this; this was simply smashing his face into the ground!
"Nonsense!" Xu Buhui shouted loudly, and the Foundation Establishment pressure surged towards Qing Jun like a tide.
"Patriarch Xu," Chen Ye’s voice grew cold as well, blocking the pressure for Qing Jun, "Qing Jun is young and unrestrained in speech. But as an elder, using such pressure against a child is a bit lacking in grace."
Xu Buhui found it quite amusing: "I’m disciplining an unfilial daughter, what’s it got to do with you? Xu Er, seize this person!"
He was truly enraged.
Did this person think he was soft-hearted?
Did he think he would let him go just because of Xu Qingjun?
"Yes!"
The Profound Scale Guard who had been standing behind Xu Buhui moved.
The armored hand reached for Chen Ye’s throat, unleashing the powerful aura of the Foundation Establishment Third Layer, ruthless and decisive!
Chen Ye’s eyes narrowed, gently pushing Qing Jun behind him, advancing instead of retreating.
Flying Light responded to his thoughts, its blade as thin as autumn water, yet instantly bursting with layers of sword light, like surging waves, meeting that iron claw.
"Surging Waves!"
"Clang——!"
At the center of the collision between sword light and iron claw, a shockwave exploded with a loud bang.
The blow that the Profound Scale Guard was sure of was forcibly blocked, his movement halted.
"Cyan Wave Sword Control?"
Xu Buhui was shocked, he had underestimated this person.
But if he thought he could stop the Profound Scale Guard with just a Flying Sword Technique, he was gravely mistaken.
The Profound Scale Guard merely used a simple probing hand, forcing him to use his trump card. With a few more rounds, he could easily capture this person alive!
"Quite skillful, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant! Xu Er, don’t hold back, cripple him!" Xu Buhui snorted coldly.
"Stop!"
Qing Jun rushed out from behind Chen Ye, opened her small hands, and puffed her cheeks in anger,
"If you want to hit Master, you have to hit Qing Jun first!"
Upon hearing this, the Profound Scale Guard actually paused in place.
Xu Buhui frowned.
He hadn’t expected Xu Qingjun to have such deep feelings for Chen Ye.
One must know, she’s just a little girl, yet she dares to stand in front of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
Seeing the little girl blocking the way, he was momentarily at a loss as to what to do.
Clearly, Qing Jun was quite favored by the ancestor, and even recognized by the Profound Scale Guard.
With Qing Jun in front, he couldn’t just ignore the ancestor and directly lay hands on Qing Jun, could he?
Weighing the pros and cons, Xu Buhui finally suppressed the killing intent in his heart.
He took a deep breath, waved his hand, signaled the Profound Scale Guard to step back:
"Fine! Very well! I just wonder, when the ancestor finds out that in Qing Jun’s heart, your position far exceeds the Xu Family, what will he think!"
Having said that, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeve.
The last sentence, full of threats, made Chen Ye’s brows slightly furrow.
"Master..." Qing Jun quietly tugged at his sleeve.
"What is it?" Chen Ye squatted down, tidying her slightly messy silver hair.
"That bad guy is definitely going to tell Grandfather bad things about Master!" Qing Jun pouted, saying confidently, "He will say that Master bewitched me, preventing me from recognizing my ancestors, and even say that Master wanted to take me away from the Xu Family!"
Chen Ye secretly sighed. This little girl had already guessed Xu Buhui’s intentions almost accurately.
"So is Qing Jun afraid?" he deliberately asked.
"Not afraid at all!" Qing Jun puffed up her small chest, then wrinkled her little nose in distress, "But if Grandfather believes his words and doesn’t let Qing Jun see Master, what should I do?"
This was what she was most worried about.
The little girl’s mind turned rapidly, suddenly her eyes lit up, she had an idea!
She tried hard to stand on tiptoe, and Chen Ye bent down in a tacit understanding. The little girl then quickly whispered in his ear: "Master, I need to hurry back!"
"Go back?" Chen Ye and Zhiwei both were taken aback.
"Sure!" Qing Jun put her small hand on her hip, analyzing in a mature tone, "That bad guy is definitely going to exaggerate in his accusation, Qing Jun must hurriedly go to Grandfather and complain first! Alas... despite everything, Grandfather is still very good to Qing Jun, he still hopes that Qing Jun will grow up and avenge him!"
Chen Ye pinched her nose: "Master has a plan, no need for Qing Jun to worry."
Qing Jun immediately shook her head, her little face full of seriousness: "Ah, anyway, Qing Jun will have to go back sooner or later, when I leave this Grotto Heaven, Master can come and take Qing Jun home!"
With that, she didn’t hesitate any further, gave Chen Ye a firm hug, and then ran to hug Zhiwei.
"Senior Sister, make sure you look after Master, don’t let him be taken away by any bad women!"