All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 58 Are you jealous?_1

Mo Xiaoqiang?

Xiao Ruoching’s eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like a small comb, methodically sweeping back and forth. Her fair, slender hand did not cease its kneading movements.

This name sounds so familiar.

Su Bei gently raised a hand, signaling for Xiao Ruoching to stop massaging his shoulders. He then fixed his gaze on the youth named Mo Xiaoqiang, examining him meticulously.

A single glance startled him.

The youth named Mo Xiaoqiang actually possesses purple aura fortunes!

What does this even mean?

It’s second only to red!

Xiao Ruoching possessed red aura fortunes, arguably the highest in all the Twenty-One Provinces, and she was the apprentice Su Bei intended to find.

And Mo Xiaoqiang, with his purple aura fortunes, is destined to become a significant NPC in the main storyline!

It’s just a bit of a shame.

Like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.

But even if he had red aura fortunes, I definitely wouldn’t take him as my disciple—after all, I can only accept two right now.

Besides, Su Bei was a man of firm resolve: he only accepted female disciples. The promises he made would never change!

However, a strange expression soon crossed Su Bei’s face. Why is it that I can casually encounter people with such aura fortunes just by looking around in Mo City?

On what basis does this kid possess purple aura fortunes?

Could there be an even more formidable prodigy with exceptional aura fortunes nearby?

Thinking this, Su Bei couldn’t help but shake his head with a laugh.

I’m getting ahead of myself! How could that be possible?

It’s only been a few days since I left the Sect. Did I burn incense or something to get this lucky, running into the next person with red aura fortunes so quickly?

Under Su Bei’s gaze, Mo Xiaoqiang didn’t dare to move. He swallowed nervously, his eyes constantly darting to the sword slung at Su Bei’s waist.

Although the sword was sheathed in a simple Nanmu Sword Sheath, his intuition screamed that this sword was undoubtedly extraordinary!

Lost in his wild thoughts, Mo Xiaoqiang suddenly heard the esteemed figure call out to him.

"Xiaoqiang, have a seat. How old are you this year?"

"I heard you arguing in defense of the Sword Sect just now."

"Isn’t the Sword Sect just a bottom-tier 985 Sect? Why do you speak up for them?"

Mo Xiaoqiang looked up at Su Bei’s handsome and gentle face. Su Bei’s amiable eyes and the hint of an almost imperceptible smile playing at the corners of his mouth steadied Mo Xiaoqiang’s heart.

Indeed! The senior’s test has arrived!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Xiaoqiang began, "Sir! I am not from a poor family; in fact, my family is quite well-off."

"My cultivation studies are also decent, and I have my own unique insights into the various Great Sects of the Twenty-One Provinces!"

"My sister and I both believe that among these 985 Sects, the Sword Sect is the most underestimated!"

"Since ancient times, it has been said that Swordsmen cherish the freedom to dispense justice and settle scores..."

Mo Xiaoqiang spoke eloquently and at length, but Su Bei hadn’t paid close attention to his opening remarks; or rather, he had no intention of listening.

He kept hearing one word, over and over.

Sister?

This kid has a sister?!

A smile touched Su Bei’s lips as he looked at Mo Xiaoqiang and asked, "You have a sister?"

"Ah... yes!" Mo Xiaoqiang, startled by Su Bei’s sudden interruption, took a moment to recover before quickly affirming.

"And your sister..."

Su Bei, holding his teacup with a smile, was about to steer the conversation in that direction.

Standing behind him, Xiao Ruoching watched Su Bei’s antics. Suddenly, an inexplicable irritation welled up inside her. She coughed softly and then said faintly, "Master, aren’t we here to look for clues?"

"It’s getting late, and we still need to find lodging for the night."

Su Bei adopted a serious expression. Glancing to the side, he saw Xiao Ruoching standing behind him, her lips bitten to a cherry red, her eyes narrowed slightly as she watched him.

An involuntary shiver ran down his spine. He promptly finished his tea and, after a moment’s thought, retrieved a token from his Storage Ring.

Mo Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his elation. He accepted the token from Su Bei’s hand, his eyes wide as he looked at Su Bei.

"Xiaoqiang, this token is my personal sigil!"

"Alright. Let’s meet at this time tomorrow."

"Right here, in this teahouse!"

"I see that we are fated to meet. I want to leave you with a stroke of good fortune!"

After speaking, Su Bei put on his bamboo hat and, accompanied by a stony-faced Xiao Ruoching, left the teahouse.

Mo Xiaoqiang clutched the small token tightly, his eyes brimming with emotion as he watched Su Bei’s receding figure. Gazing at the tall silhouette disappearing into the snowy wind, he muttered to himself, "This senior is definitely a high-ranking expert from the Sword Sect!"

"I must hurry home and tell my sister about this!"

「...」

Su Bei strolled through the bustling street with his hands clasped behind his back. He glanced at Xiao Ruoching, who still bit her red lip without uttering a word, and a hint of amusement arose within him.

Truly, this trip was not in vain!

He had actually seen another side of his disciple.

"My disciple! Are you jealous?"

"Your master knows he is charming!"

A smirk played on Su Bei’s lips; he felt an urge to tease her.

After all, he wasn’t the typical low-EQ male protagonist from a Japanese manga; Xiao Ruoching’s expression just now was definitely jealousy!

—Though this faint jealousy was somewhat inexplicable to Su Bei.

Hearing Su Bei’s words, Xiao Ruoching’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she let out a faint hum.

But the blush that had already crept up to her ears undeniably declared the complexity of her emotions.

I clearly hate him so much! I want him dead!

Yet, why did my heart feel a twinge of discomfort when I heard Master brazenly speak of other women in front of me?

No!

This definitely isn’t discomfort!

It must be that I’m afraid those other women will fall into this man’s clutches!

Yes, that’s it.

I am the savior! I’m doing this to save them...

Seeing that Xiao Ruoching didn’t respond and still maintained a stern face, Su Bei felt a bit bored.

Before and behind him were the faces of countless pedestrians, the glint of carriages and horses, a vibrant tapestry of human activity.

From a short distance came the piercing calls of street vendors, occasionally punctuated by the long neigh of a horse.

Feeling as if he had stepped into a rich, colorful scroll painting, Su Bei couldn’t help but stop. He gazed at the blood-red setting sun.

A wave of emotion washed over him. He turned to look into Xiao Ruoching’s eyes and said softly, "My disciple! Aren’t you tired of scowling every day?"

Hearing Su Bei’s words, Xiao Ruoching was slightly taken aback.

For a moment, her heart was in turmoil.

I don’t want to scowl every day either, but... but my enemy is right beside me!

Am I supposed to be carefree and laugh heartily every day?

Am I... tired?

Su Bei dropped his teasing demeanor, quietly observing Xiao Ruoching’s exquisite face.

"In this world, only two things can truly devastate a person: one is hatred, the other is love."

"Threads of affection can lead to soul-crushing sorrow, while hatred inflicts a bone-deep anguish that doesn’t cease until death."

"But if a person has completely immersed herself in hatred, how can you expect her to still have dreams?"

"Hatred is a valid emotion, but if your entire life is lived for hatred, what is the point?"

"When you finally exact your revenge and settle this hatred, what will you gain?"

"Emptiness? Or pleasure?"

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