Quick Wear: Director, Your Wife is Broken

If that's the case, then why doesn't he sit with the Qu Ling faction, but instead sits alone with this junior?

He glanced at Liu Yu'an, who was obviously trying to protect Cui Haoting and the other two, and instantly understood something.

The people of the Quling Sect probably have long lost their previous good qualities. No wonder their ancestor left them.

Liu Yu'an's face darkened when he saw this, but he couldn't be angry with his grandmaster, so he could only suppress his anger and waved his hand to have Cui Haoting and the others pulled down.

"Grandmaster, you are relieved. I wonder when you can return to Quling Mountain?"

Jun Mu peeled another orange and handed it to Qin Yize, then snorted at him, "Master Liu, you are dreaming."

puff~

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Qin Yize quickly buried his face in Jun Mu's arms.

Liu Yu'an's face froze for a moment, then he recovered and smiled apologetically, "Grandmaster, please stop joking. How can Quling Mountain survive without you? You are my pillar."

Jun Mu touched the head in his arms and replied indifferently, "You can also find another pillar, such as taking your master Qi Yuan as your ancestor."

Now everyone knew that the person in front of them was actually the founder of the Quling Sect who ascended to heaven a hundred years ago. No wonder they felt that his cultivation was unfathomable, it turned out that he had already transcended the mortal world.

Seeing that he could not persuade Jun Mu, Liu Yu'an had to give up and announced that he would continue the sword fight.

After about six sword fights, it was Qin Yize's turn again. This time, Qin Yize did not surrender directly, but went down the stage to find Jun Mu.

The Ning Jin sect disciples on the stage were all confused, and they obviously didn't realize that they had won so quickly.

Qin Yize leaned close to Jun Mu and whispered, "Grandmaster, will you blame me for surrendering on my own initiative?"

"No, it's good to hide your weaknesses. People are unpredictable nowadays. It's inevitable that someone will secretly kill you. I don't need you to save face for me."

Qin Yize nodded. That’s right. The ancestor himself is his face.

Jun Mu touched the corner of his mouth and wiped it, "Little guy, do you still want to play? If not, let's go down the mountain and go shopping."

"If I want to play, I'm going to knock down all those who bully me." Now they are no match for him, and he can knock them down with just a flick of his finger.

"Okay, it's up to you."

When Shen Zishuo heard their conversation, his eyes lit up. If that was the case, then there was a high chance that their Ning Jin faction would win the championship today.

Two hours later, the Ning Jin faction won the championship in this immortal cultivation sword contest.

Liu Yu'an's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he still handed the prize to Shen Zishuo with a smile.

Shen Zishuo noticed his abnormality and laughed secretly in his heart, Liu Yu'an, Liu Yu'an, you have come to this day.

To be honest, all of their sects have been unhappy with the people of Quling Sect for a long time. They didn't do anything to them before because their founder was a saint.

Now that their ancestor no longer protects them, they can forget about doing anything rash in front of him.

Seeing that the sword-fighting competition was over, Jun Mu stood up, holding the sleeping Qin Yize in his arms, and was about to leave.

"Master, please stay. I have something to say to you."

"No need. If you want to talk to me, wait for your master to come back and ask him to come to me in person. I will not see anyone else."

After saying that, Jun Mu flew away.

After descending the mountain, Qin Yize slowly woke up. He looked up at the tall building in front of him and said, "Grandmaster, are we descending the mountain?"

"Yeah, little one, do you want to come down and go shopping with me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I want to go shopping." He was going to a new school soon, and he wanted to buy a high-end laptop.

Qin Yize got down from his arms and pulled him straight into the place where computers were sold.

As soon as he entered the door, he set his eyes on a laptop computer and said, "Grandmaster, I want this one."

Jun Mu followed his gaze and said, "Okay, I'll buy it for you."

He turned to look at the salesperson next to him and said, "Please help me get a computer with the highest configuration."

"Okay, sir, please wait."

Qin Yize looked at him in confusion, "Highest configuration? Isn't this the highest configuration?"

"No, don't believe me little one, wait."

After a while, the salesman came over carrying a box. "Sir, this is the highest configuration you wanted. Are you satisfied with it? Do you need me to unpack the box for you?"

"Tear it down. I'll see if there's any damage inside."

"Okay, sir." He must be lucky today. As long as he sells this computer, his commission this month will be twice that of last month.

Jun Mu checked it and made sure there was no damage, so he asked him to assemble the computer and then paid for it.

Qin Yize felt a little dizzy as he held the computer. His grandfather was so rich that he bought him such an expensive computer without saying a word.

This... Is he sure he can repay the Grand Master? How exactly is he going to repay the Grand Master?

Seeing this, Jun Mu curled his lips slightly and took the computer in his hands, "Little guy, what else do you want to buy? I'll buy it for you."

Qin Yize muttered quietly, "I won't buy it anymore. If I buy more, I won't be able to pay it back."

"You can definitely pay it back. You can pay it back in eight or ten times."

"What do you mean eight or ten times?"

"The little one will understand in the future. You are still young now." Actually, he is not young anymore, but he has to slowly win him over, right? After all, the little one is still not smart enough.

Qin Yize pursed his lips and felt a little unhappy. Why did the ancestor always use such words to evade him?

Humph, I already owe him so much, so this little bit won’t make a difference.

So Qin Yize went to the store and bought the most expensive mobile phone and tablet, and even bought some extremely expensive clothes.

When he came out with the clothes, he still felt a little upset.

"Little guy is still unhappy?"

"Humph, I'm just not happy."

"Then what will make the little guy happy?"

"Unless you tell me what eight out of ten is."

"Forget it, little guy, just stay angry." Jun Mu took the bag of clothes from him, then pulled him to continue shopping.

Qin Yize was dragged away by him obediently, "Humph, bad guy, Grandmaster, you don't love me anymore."

"You little brat are so fickle. If I didn't spoil you, I wouldn't buy you so many things. You are such a heartless little bastard."

After listening to this, Qin Yize thought about it carefully and felt that he was being too pretentious. He wondered if the master would get annoyed and disregard him in the future.

No, the Grand Master cannot abandon me. He is the only relative he has.

He lowered his eyes and apologized in a low voice, "Grandmaster, I was wrong. I shouldn't have bothered you." Please don't leave me.

Jun Mu stopped and turned to look at him. "Nothing, I just like you making trouble. Have I ever said anything that I dislike you in the past three years?"

Qin Yize shook his head slightly, "I never disliked you, but I was afraid that one day you would get tired of me and no longer want me."