Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

Shen Mingshe looked at Elder Gan, whose expression had calmed down from his surprise, and repeated what he had just said.

“I’m the one who makes those decisions.

So, the one you should blame is me."

Elder Gan was completely shocked: "Impossible! How is this possible?"

Elder Gan kept looking back and forth between Shen Mingshe and Du Sheng, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and pointed at Du Sheng.

"If so, if that's really what you meant.

Then why wait until he becomes the head?"

Shen Mingshe sighed softly.

"You and I have devoted our efforts to the Xuanling Sect.

After a hundred years of living together, I know you very well.

You are an impulsive person. You don't know how to think in a roundabout way and tend to get stuck in a dead end. You are good at following instructions but not good at commanding others.

When I'm around, I can still control your temper.

In addition, you already have hidden injuries left over from the war with the demons, and I have long wanted to transfer you to a more leisurely place.

I'll temper your temper and lighten the burden on you.

It's not just you. Elder Wen and I share the same thought. You two are so alike.

But what happened that year was too sudden, so I had no choice but to entrust the heavy responsibility of the Xuanling Sect to Dusheng, along with those responsibilities that should have been mine."

Elder Gan was no longer as angry as he was just now.

He listened blankly to Shen Mingshe's words, his shoulders gradually drooping.

Shen Mingshe's words inexplicably reminded Elder Gan of a forgotten memory.

At that time he was transferred to be the elder of the church.

Since he had a lot of free time, he would often go to the dungeon to chat and drink with Elder Wen.

Elder Gan already had some resentment towards Du Sheng at that time.

I once mentioned this matter to Elder Wen as a joke.

"It's rare for you to have so much free time." Elder Gan shook his wine glass and said jokingly, "How does it feel to suddenly go from being a busy man to being idle?"

Elder Wen clinked his glass with Elder Gan's while holding the wine glass in his hand.

"Tsk, you old man, if you don't want to drink, give it to me. You've been here for a long time, and you've only had a few drinks."

Elder Gan tilted his head back and poured the wine down his throat, the spicy taste running through his throat.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm drunk now, so you can answer my question now, right?"

Elder Wen smiled heartily upon seeing this, and also raised his head to drink up his wine in one gulp. After finishing it, he smacked his lips as if he was savoring the taste.

He put his glass on the table.

"What else can I think about? I'll just think about it while drinking."

"You don't blame the Sect Master?" Elder Gan still used that joking tone.

"It's boring, but what's there to complain about?"

Elder Wen poured himself another glass of wine, held the glass to his lips for a long time, and then tilted his head back to drink it in one gulp.

"But I think it's a good thing."

"Good thing?"

"You and I are bored, which means that life is peaceful. It's time for the other old guys to play their role.

Isn’t that a good thing?”

"You are quite open-minded." Elder Gan scolded with a smile.

"Hahahaha, let's drink. Let's not talk about this anymore."

Elder Gan closed his eyes and laughed at himself.

It is said that heart knots are hard to untie.

But long before that, someone had told him the solution.

It’s a pity that he was immersed in his own world at that time and ignored it.

Elder Gan’s back collapsed.

Shen Mingshe sighed, unable to bear to see his old friend in this state, so he stood up and walked to Elder Gan.

"I blame myself for this. If I had explained it to you back then, I think you wouldn't blame me either."

Elder Gan opened his eyes, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Although he is not good at doing things flexibly, he tends to get stuck in a rut.

But that doesn't mean he's not smart.

When the tangled points of concern were resolved, Elder Gan knew very well that it was not Shen Mingshe or Du Sheng who was wrong in this matter.

But himself.

But the mistake had been made, and the only thing he could do was to make amends.

"Master, Li Weicheng..."

Elder Wen also arrived at Hede Hall at this time. When he saw Shen Mingshe, the words in his mouth turned into an exclamation.

"Head!"

Elder Wen took two steps at a time and walked up to Shen Mingshe, his face full of surprise.

"When did you wake up? Have you recovered yet?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

When Shen Mingshe met another old friend, his mood, which had been a little depressed because of Elder Gan, improved a lot.

Elder Wen looked Shen Mingshe up and down, his gaze lingering on Shen Mingshe's black and white hair for a long time before turning his gaze to Elder Gan.

Even though he already knew that Elder Gan was the traitor in the Xuanling Sect.

But now, looking at this old friend, Elder Wen still felt very complicated.

"Did we catch Li Wei?" Shen Mingshe took over the conversation.

Elder Wen withdrew his gaze from Elder Gan.

"Well, I couldn't get in touch with that guy... Ugh."

Elder Wen was stuck and glanced at Elder Gan again.

Finally, as if giving up on himself, he finished the rest of his words in one breath.

"Anyway, I got anxious and exposed myself. I'm already in the dungeon."

"Okay." Shen Mingshe nodded, "Then I'll leave Li Weicheng's matter to you."

"As for Elder Gan..."

Elder Gan smiled bitterly and guessed that Shen Mingshe's pause was because of the last bit of face left in his heart by their former friendship.

He leaned over and bowed deeply to Shen Mingshe.

"What I did violated the Xuanling Sect's rules. I should be stripped of my position as elder and imprisoned in the dungeon to await my fate.

I am willing to make amends and go to the dungeon to cooperate with Elder Wen."

"...Just as you say." Shen Mingshe looked deeply at Elder Gan and sighed.

Before being sent away by Elder Wen, Elder Gan turned around and looked at Lin Wenyu and suddenly asked.

"Is the child okay?"

Although he may not have the intention to kill Sheng Shuzhou, he is not a fool.

Leading Sheng Shuzhou to an open space was naturally for the purpose of attacking him.

But not only did he not stop it, he did it as usual.

Lin Wenyu raised her eyelids and did not answer.

Shen Mingshe looked at Lin Wenyu and knew that she didn't want to say much, so he waved to Elder Wen and signaled them to leave.

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"Oh, Xiao Ping'an, do you want to be my teacher?"

Zhu Ping'an was practicing sword when he heard a familiar voice coming from the roof.

Zhu Ping'an stopped and then looked up at the roof.

"Master, it hasn't even been three quarters of an hour since you left."

Before I had time to think, he was back.

Lin Wenyu pretended not to understand and landed lightly from the roof.

"Oh, I knew Xiao Ping'an missed me."

Wish you peace:……▼_▼

Zhu Ping'an has become accustomed to Lin Wenyu's routine.

"Master, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Lin Wenyu rarely showed any urge to act, and directly stated the purpose of her visit.

"Master, I want to ask, do you want to redeem your reward tonight?"

Zhu Ping'an was puzzled. Zhu Ping'an looked at Lin Wenyu who was eager to try, and Zhu Ping'an understood.

"Okay, let's exchange it. Can I call my junior brothers and sisters?"

"certainly!

The smile on Lin Wenyu's face continued to grow.

"But Master can't make dark cuisine. I saw the small words."

The smile on Lin Wenyu's face shrank.

Lin Wenyu rolled her eyes and said in a long tone, "Then if we make a few more servings in addition to the normal meals..."

"That won't work either." Zhu Ping'an rejected it coldly.

"Hey... Xiao Ping'an is really too much..."