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

"What, Master and Senior Brother are also coming to Slave Island?" Feng Qingyao exclaimed, her face full of excitement.

"Yeah!" Ding Dashan nodded.

Snapped!

Feng Qingyao raised her hand and slapped Ding Dashan on the forehead: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Ding Dashan had an innocent expression on his face: "Senior Sister, you didn't say it yourself. Unless it's news related to Senior Brother, please don't tell me anything else!"

"Since Master and Senior Brother are here, Master is so cunning, he will definitely find a way to find out the news about your Thirteenth Senior Brother. Doesn't this have anything to do with your Senior Brother?" Feng Qingyao said coldly.

"Haha..." Ding Dashan curled his lips in disdain. "Senior Sister, don't forget that this is the Slave Island of the Immortal Realm. Do you think we are still in the three major star regions of the Mortal Realm? If we were in the three major star regions of the Mortal Realm, Master would have some connections and should be able to help us settle many things, but this is not the case!"

"Humph, you underestimate Master too much. Don't forget who Master is. He has lived in the mortal world for thousands of years." Feng Qingyao said proudly:

"I used to be confused as to why he hadn't ascended yet, but in recent years I've finally figured it out. In my opinion, he must have known about the situation in the immortal world a long time ago, so he didn't want to come up.

Since he has come up now, he must have been fully confident that he can make a difference in the immortal world, so he ascended up!"

"Really?" Ding Dashan looked at Feng Qingyao with suspicion. It was obvious that he didn't believe what Feng Qingyao said at all.

"Of course!" Feng Qingyao curled her lips proudly.

Ding Dashan: "Then why did he follow your grandfather to carry manure and plant vegetables when he arrived?"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"What?" Feng Qingyao was stunned for a moment: "Carrying manure? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could he follow my grandfather to carry manure!

You may not know who Master is. Don't think that he behaves similarly to Thirteen, and is a bit mean in his actions. He is actually very proud! How could he possibly do something as shameful as carrying manure with my grandfather?

"I've already met him, how could this be false?" Ding Dashan curled his lips. "And I even asked my great-grandfather to find a way to talk to the higher-ups and get him and the eldest brother over here. But when my great-grandfather sent someone to pick them up, guess what the master said? He said he was doing fine carrying manure there, that he really liked that job, and that it suited him!"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"What's wrong with Master?" Feng Qingyao was puzzled. She frowned and thought for a long time before slapping her thigh: "I know!"

"Ah? What do you know?" Ding Dashan looked at Feng Qingyao in confusion.

"Master must have ulterior motives for doing this!" Feng Qingyao said confidently, "From what I know about Master, everything he does has its own hidden meaning. Just like when you and Thirteen first joined the Thousand Immortals Sect, have you forgotten? How did Master play a trick on you back then?

In reality, he did all that to temper your bones and muscles. He poisoned your food simply to force out the impurities in your bodies and to make you immune to all poisons. This way, you'll be protected from other people's schemes when you travel the world."

"What about burying the clamps at the back door? Is that for our own good?" Ding Dashan asked, "So that we won't feel as much pain if we get pinched by them in the future?"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

"Well, well, well..." Feng Qingyao was at a loss for words: "Isn't it because I'm worried that you might run down the mountain and get into danger?"

“Alright, alright…” Ding Dashan waved his hand and said, “Senior sister, my brother and I have already forgotten those painful memories. Why are you bringing them up again and rubbing salt into our wounds?

You haven't experienced it, so you don't understand how painful it is. Of course you say it so lightly!"

"Who said I haven't experienced it!" Feng Qingyao said coldly: "Did you think I didn't escape from the back door? Do you think I haven't been pinched? I was pinched worse than you!"

Ding Dashan: “…”

This time it was Ding Dashan's turn to be dumbfounded.

"No way?" Ding Dashan looked at Feng Qingyao in shock. "Senior Sister, you are so gentle and lovely, how could that old man be so cruel to you?"

"Do you think he is a man who is kind to women?" Feng Qingyao glanced at Ding Dashan.

"Oh!"

Ding Dashan slammed the stone table in front of him and said, "I shouldn't have asked my grandfather to spend money to smooth things over and try to bring him to the Ding family!"

Ding Dashan said this, and suddenly changed the subject: "Fortunately he didn't come, if he had come I would have regretted it to death!"

However, after Ding Dashan said this, Feng Qingyao glared at him fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about? After all, he is our master. Besides, he is not wrong to not let us escape. His starting point is just to teach us a lesson and let us stay in Qianxian Sect and learn from him!"

Then again, think back to the years we've been away from the Thousand Immortal Sect, the three of us training outside. Has anyone ever betrayed us? Who could possibly betray us? Isn't all this the result of suffering so many times in the Thousand Immortal Sect at the hands of Master, slowly developing this skill?

If we are tricked by our master, at most we will lose a few spirit stones and endure some pain, but it won’t be fatal. If we are tricked outside, even just once, our lives will be in danger!

"Haha, that's true!" Ding Dashan nodded with a smile. "So what should we do now? Should we go and get Master here ourselves? I came here just now to talk this over with you and ask you to find a way to persuade Master to come here."

Feng Qingyao was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Master is so kind to us..."

"Yes!" Ding Dashan answered quickly, "We should take him over. How can we bear to let him continue to carry manure there day and night?"

Feng Qingyao: "We should follow his own wishes!"