The White Demon

He wanted to grab Ye Qingwan's hand eagerly, but Ye Qingwan quickly stepped back and hid behind the ancestor...

"I'm sorry, who are you? I don't think we know each other!" Ye Qingwan certainly guessed the other party's identity, but she had no memory of this father in her mind.

She did not trust the so-called father in front of her. If he really cared about her, how could he allow a concubine sister to frame her again and again.

Moreover, he had been in the hall for such a long time, but he did not come out to recognize his relatives until all the guests had left. If his feelings were really pure and kind, how could he have kept it secret for so long?

So, it feels weird no matter how you look at it...

At this time, the ancestor began to doubt whether her memory was still there, so she took advantage of the situation and performed a performance of amnesiacs recognizing their relatives.

Her face was filled with disbelief and fear of the unknown, "Grandmaster, Qing Wan doesn't know this man, but he said he is my father! But Qing Wan only has a master in her memory, not a father!"

However, the old ancestor seemed to be very pleased with Ye Qingwan's words. He looked kind and smiled slightly, saying, "Little Qingwan, don't be rude. Hurry up and pay your respects to your father, Lord Protector of the Country Tang Youwei."

When the red-eyed uncle heard this, the disappointment on his face instantly turned into eagerness. He wanted to go forward, but seeing the old ancestor blocking the way, he hesitated and dared not go forward. The expression on his face changed several times, very rich.

Ye Qingwan's performance continued, "Ah? Is he really my father? Old Ancestor, Qingwan only has a master, Qingwan doesn't want a father..." She pouted, pulled the old ancestor's sleeve and shook it again and again, with resistance written all over her face.

“Well, if Xiao Qingwan doesn’t come over to pay her respects, I will be very angry…” The old ancestor pretended to be angry.

Ye Qingwan then walked to Tang Youwei in a sullen manner, leaned down and knelt, "Qingwan greets the Duke!"

Polite but distant.

Duke Tang's face was embarrassed for a moment when he didn't hear the expected two words.

The old ancestor stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, Duke. I have spoiled this child."

Duke Tang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Grandmaster, that's not true. I have been stupid for many years. I am so lucky to be favored by you and become your disciple. This is the blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes."

With trembling hands, he helped Ye Qingwan up, "Wanwan, Daddy doesn't blame you. It's Daddy who is sorry for you and didn't protect you well. Wuwuwu...that's why you are stranded outside, not knowing whether you are alive or dead, wuwuwu..."

As my cheap daddy spoke, he started to burst into tears, crying so heartbreakingly and with such true emotion.

Ye Qingwan even began to doubt whether she was acting too distantly.

What if this Duke Protector of the Country really loves his son so much, wouldn't that be really unfair to him?

Then she said again in a crisp voice:

"Daddy, Qingwan is not stupid... Qingwan just lost her memory. Qingwan still knows who treats Qingwan well... Just like when the ancestor treats Qingwan well, Qingwan likes the ancestor..."

Ye Qingwan stood there silly and cute, doing her best to play the role of a silly girl who has lost her memory but still has principles in doing things.

"You, what did you call me just now?" The old Duke suddenly raised his head and looked at her with tearful eyes.

"Daddy, since the ancestors have agreed that you be my daddy, Qingwan will naturally call you daddy!" She stroked the hairband hanging from her head and said heartlessly.

"Ahahaha, good, good! Wuuwuwu..." The old Duke was so moved that he burst into tears again, "Thank you very much, Grandfather, for your help. Grandfather, I will never forget your kindness. But, please allow Wanwan to return to the Duke's Mansion to stay for a few days. Her family members at home miss her very much..."

Ye Qingwan was so surprised that she almost doubted her ears. Could it be that her relatives at home were missing her?

This is more like a joke?!

If there really was someone protecting her, how could she have ended up in such a miserable situation?

This performance is so exaggerated and fake!

“Hahaha, you are too polite, Lord Protector of the Country.” The old ancestor suddenly laughed. “I accepted Qing Wan as my disciple because I liked her. It should be that she and I have the fate of being a master and a disciple. As for returning to the Duke’s Mansion, there is no rush…”

The old ancestor raised his hand and a teacup appeared in his hand. He took a sip and then said, "It's just that the sect's work on Xiao Qingwan has begun to show results. If we interrupt it at this time, I'm afraid all the previous efforts will be wasted. It's not a bad idea to return to the Duke's Mansion to visit her relatives when her realm is a little more stable."

Ye Qingwan listened to their conversation and couldn't help but snorted in her heart:

Ha! What do you mean by initial results, but the realm is not yet stable? He is obviously afraid that she still has some memories, so he is taking the opportunity to escape.

It seems that she has not yet completely gained the trust of the ancestor.

The two men in front of me, one doesn't want to let the person go, and the other pretends to care, but both of them are good at Tai Chi.

As expected, her adopted father agreed without hesitation:

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll trouble you to take care of me. I will be waiting for your good news."

Ye Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly. Sure enough, she was not the only one acting in this scene.

The old ancestor nodded calmly, took another sip of tea, and then said to the eldest senior brother beside him: "Xiao Zhou, please see the Duke off for me."

"Yes!" The eldest brother stood tall, his expression revealing competence and indifference, "Please, Duke!"

Tang Youwei bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Immortal Envoy." Before leaving, he looked at Ye Qingwan deeply again.

Ye Qingwan lowered her eyes and pretended not to see it.

The old ancestor said in a gentle voice at this time: "Xiao Qingwan, this is the marrow cleansing pill, you should take it tonight. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the skills of the Wanxiang Sect, so go and prepare."

Huh?! Another elixir!

Yaoba 120, increase the quantity without increasing the price!

I wonder what else has been added to her this time?

However, fortunately, she has a special physique, so she is not afraid of anything...

Ye Qingwan pretended to be delighted as she took the pill and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Ancestor!"

The old ancestor smiled with satisfaction, turned into a wisp of green gas, and left in a flash.

The disciples in front of the hall then dispersed and busied themselves with their own affairs.

Ye Qingwan looked at Senior Sister Twenty-Seven who was standing there and rubbing her arms. Feeling guilty, she unconsciously walked towards her.

"Sister, are you okay? I have some medicine for treating burns here. It's very useful. Would you like to try it?"

This is a product she developed personally in the laboratory.

Because her current spiritual power is of fire attribute, she specially made the ointment. She never expected that it would actually come in handy one day.

Ye Qingwan slowly handed over the small pottery jar containing the medicine...

Senior Sister Twenty-Seven only glanced at it indifferently, then dropped the ointment to the ground with a "pop".

The medicine jar was instantly broken into pieces, and the medicine spilled onto the ground.

Ye Qingwan was so distressed that she wanted to pick it up, but she found that the ointment was covered with mud and could no longer be used...

Senior Sister Twenty-Seven was still not giving in. "Humph, give me a slap and then give me a sweet date. Who wants your good intentions?"

"If you are really sincere, then give me the elixir that the ancestor gave you, and our affair will be written off!"