You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

Of course, Taoist Wuwei will not give up.

He immediately asked, "Think about it again. Ask yourself, how has Master ever let you down? Did Master fail to teach you the unique skills of the Purple Flame Sect with all his heart? Did Master treat you differently from other disciples?"

Humph, you little brat, I don’t believe that I can’t teach you a lesson.

Ding Dashan: "Khan, Master, please don't mention the Purple Flame Sect's unique skills! Yes, ever since I came to the mountain to worship you as my master and learn from you when I was nine years old, you have taught me the unique skills, but have I learned any of them?"

Taoist Wuwei: “…”

"It's your own fault that you can't learn it, so you blame me?" Taoist Wuwei said contemptuously.

"Alright, Master, stop talking!" Ding Dashan looked angry. "It would be fine if you didn't mention it. I get angry when you mention it. You delayed me for more than 20 years, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!

Humph, not long ago I was planning to bring my senior brother to you to ask for your refund! However, seeing that you are injured this time, I won’t talk about the refund for the time being. Let’s talk about the refund after you recover from your injury!”

Taoist Wuwei: "Do you still want to return the money?"

Ding Dashan: "That's right! My father paid so much tuition to Ziyan Sect every year, but I didn't learn anything. Shouldn't you return the money to me? Even if not all of it, you should at least return a little bit as a token of your appreciation, right?"

Taoist Wuwei: "It's not that I didn't teach you, it's just that you are dull and can't learn it. Can you blame me for that?"

"Of course I blame you!" Ding Dashan curled his lips and said, "My Thirteenth Senior Brother once told me that there are no students who cannot be taught in this world, only teachers who cannot teach well! So, if you didn't teach me, that's your problem, and you must return my money!"

Ding Dashan stretched out his hand to Wuwei Taoist: "Master, for the sake of our relationship as master and disciple for so many years, I will give you a 50% discount, just return half of it!"

Taoist Wuwei: "Oh my, oh my... I suddenly feel dizzy, dizzy, too dizzy... I need to lie down for a while..."

Taoist Wuwei slowly lay down on the bed.

"Master, don't faint first! Even if you really faint, you have to tell me clearly what you want to tell me before you faint!" Ding Dashan shouted hurriedly.

However, Taoist Wuwei seemed to have not heard Ding Dashan's shouts at all. His body shook a few times, and then he collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud, mumbling: "Dizzy, too dizzy, the world is spinning... Let me rest for a while!"

After saying that, Taoist Wuwei pulled the quilt over and wrapped himself tightly like an ostrich. He turned over and faced his back to Ding Dashan, as if he could escape reality in this way.

Seeing this, Ding Dashan immediately moved over and tried to lift up the quilt of Taoist Wuwei, but just when his hand was about to touch the quilt, Taoist Wuwei suddenly groaned: "Ouch, I feel dizzy, so dizzy... Ouch..."

Ding Dashan stared at the back of Taoist Wuwei with his eyes wide open, muttering to himself: Is it true that Master is dizzy because of a serious injury?

At the same time, Taoist Wuwei, who had his back to him, was gritting his teeth and thinking to himself, "This little bastard has grown wings and actually wants to ask me to return the money?

You are dreaming!

Your family is so rich and you don't need the money to give to your teacher, so why should I return it to you?

The spiritual stones are in my pocket, and you still want to take them back?

No way…

"Master, are you really fainted? Do you want me to call them in to help check on you?" Ding Dashan asked again tentatively.

Taoist Wuwei waved his hand without even turning his head, and said hurriedly: "That's not necessary, you can go out first, let me rest for a while. When I feel better, I will ask them to call you in and explain those things to you."

"Oh..." Upon hearing this, Ding Dashan looked at the back of Taoist Wuwei with some suspicion, then turned and walked out the door.

However, just as Ding Dashan was about to reach the door, suddenly, the space at the door of the room began to distort, as if controlled by a mysterious force.

Ding Dashan's eyes widened instantly and he looked at the scene in astonishment, completely unaware of what was going on.

Just as he was astonished, the next second, a young man in white clothes walked out of the distorted space like a ghost and appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Ding Dashan's heart skipped a beat, and he was trembling with fear at the sudden change. The powerful aura emanating from the young man in white made him feel terrified, thinking that some powerful person had come.

However, when Ding Dashan looked at the person's face clearly, his fear was instantly replaced by joy, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Brother? Hey... why are you here?"

Taoist Wuwei, who had originally had his back to the door, also turned around at this moment.

In fact, before Ding Dashan spoke, Taoist Wuwei had already noticed something strange.

He keenly felt that there seemed to be a strange fluctuation at the door of his room. Although the fluctuation was very weak, with his cultivation level, he could still perceive it clearly.

When Taoist Wuwei turned around and saw Ye Fei, his eyes widened instantly and he sat up from the bed. He looked at the uninvited guest in front of him with disbelief.

You know, he had already set up this formation in his room after Ding Dashan came in.

Although this formation was just an ordinary soundproof formation, it was a soundproof formation he had specially arranged in order to prevent the disciples of Zi Yan Sect kneeling outside from eavesdropping on his conversation with Ding Dashan. However, it was impossible for an ordinary person to easily break through the formation and get in.

However, this young man in white broke in so easily, as if this formation did not exist at all to him.

The shock and confusion in Taoist Wuwei's heart intertwined, making him a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Dashan, who, who is this person?" Taoist Wuwei stared at Ye Fei who was standing at the door of the room with astonishment on his face.

In his eyes, the young man in white before him was tall and straight, graceful, and his white clothes were whiter than snow, which made him look even more extraordinary, like an immortal descending from the earth. He had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of being unfathomable.

Taoist Wuwei was secretly amazed in his heart that this person was by no means an ordinary person. His temperament and demeanor were not something that ordinary mortals could possess.

Although on the surface his realm seemed to be only at the peak of the Danyuan Realm, Taoist Wuwei could vaguely sense a terrifying sword intent from him that even made him a little afraid.

This sword intent is as deep as the ocean, unfathomable, as if it hides endless terrifying power.

I didn’t expect that this kid is actually a powerful swordsman!

Just as Taoist Wuwei was looking at him in amazement, Ding Dashan kindly gave him a detailed introduction: "Master, this is the senior brother I just mentioned to you that I wanted to bring to you to return the money!"

Taoist Wuwei: “…”

Could this kid really be asking me to return the money on behalf of that evil disciple Dashan?

That would be troublesome, it's like when it rains it pours...