Is he your man? (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

  The old chief slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone. His beard was blown back by his anger as he swept his gaze over the many disciples before him, shouting, "Don't think you're superior just because of your exceptional talents! Like Wind is this old man's most favored disciple. Whoever shows disrespect to her will have no mercy from me!"

  "Chieftain Lao, don't be like this, if the wind doesn't go, then just let it be, why must..."

  "From today on, you are my closed-door disciple. Whoever dares to disrespect you, just find me, and I'll take care of it!" The gentle tone of the clan elder was a stark contrast to his previous attitude, which made Feng very satisfied, nodding his head in gratitude, "Thank you, Master!"

  "My disciple from the Heavenly Sect can't be inferior, he has no eyesight!"

  The leader let out a cold hum, the grinding sound behind her grew louder, and she glared fiercely at Rufeng. Qingyi and Ye Ding Tian stood aside, watching what she had just done, shaking their heads in indulgence.

  "Master, I'll have some tea. Like the wind, I pay my respects to Master!" Like the wind walked up to the old chief's face, in front of everyone, she performed a grand ceremony of respect, she wanted everyone to see clearly, with wide eyes, that Like the Wind was the disciple invited by the old chief, and even more so, for everyone to remember, Ye Like the Wind, a disciple who made the Wind Cloud Academy eager to invite her into the academy!

  Her pride, from today on, will be written into history; her sharpness, has just begun to bloom.

  The old chief smiled and hastily handed over a cup of tea, took a sip, and then quickly helped Rufeng up, "Good disciple, don't kneel, it's not good to be tired!"

  "Thank you, master!"

  A smiling face, as sweet as the wind, who can resist it!

  Shameless!

  Despicable!

  The grinding sound continued, and Feng blinked his eyes to look at the white-robed disciples behind him, asking innocently, "Master, it seems that the teeth of the seniors are going to grind into a flat surface, ka-ching, ka-ching, so powerful, is this also taught by the Wind Cloud Academy?"

  "Hmmph..."

  The guests who were drinking tea sprayed water one by one, this girl is really too fierce, these words are...

  The tribal elder coldly swept his gaze over the disciples, then turned to look at his beloved disciple with a pampered expression. "It's not what the academy teaches, but since they know how to grind, let them go back and each grind 100 catties of flour!"

  "Master, is this okay too?" Looking at the white-clothed disciple who was so angry that he was about to spit blood, Rufeng's face was bewildered and puzzled.

  "Of course, you say it isn't?"

  The white-robed disciples glared at Rufeng with a stern expression, their faces filled with reverence as they opened their mouths in unison, "We obey the elder chieftain's orders!"

  "That's still not going back to prepare!"

  The disciples immediately dispersed, like the wind, their smiles retracted, and they rubbed their foreheads, truly tired!

  "Girl, quickly tell your master, are you really... who are they?" The tribal elder looked at the handsome young man and middle-aged man in front of him, puzzled.

  "This is Qing Yi, this is my father Ye Ding Tian!"

  As the wind faintly introduced, the tribal elder looked up and down at Qingyi for a moment, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Is this the man you like?"

  Her face slightly paled, Qing Yi also flashed a hint of unease, but in her heart, she had expectations, wanting to know her answer.

  "No, it's my friend, how old am I!"

  Her head hurts like the wind, with her own strength, even an ant can pinch her to death. She is now not interested in finding a man, let's wait and see!

  "That's right, there are many good men in this world, and you're still young, don't hang yourself on one tree!"

  His gloomy face was frightening, did he mean that even if others didn't choose him, he wouldn't choose them either?

  I don't know why, but I'm very angry, and my impression of him has dropped to the lowest.

  "Master, let's not talk about this anymore, they will all go with me."

  "I know, little girl, tell me first, were all those things you said that day true? Were you really just refining medicine?"

  "Master, are you still dizzy?" Feng asked uncertainly. The old chieftain burst out laughing, "How is that possible!" A hint of redness flashed across his face.

  One more update, to be continued later!