The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

As the leader of the cultivation family, the Tang family has very few inner disciples, and the vast majority are outer disciples.

Most of the outer disciples live in the Chaohua and Xishi villas.

As the name suggests, the Chaohua Villa is inhabited by young new disciples, while the Xishi Villa is inhabited by elite older disciples.

As a new disciple, Guoguo has been in the Tang family for more than ten years. He just turned eighteen this year and naturally lives in Chaohua Villa.

At this time, he just came back from outside the yard, holding some items for making lanterns for this lantern festival competition.

He held in his hands a few sheets of rice paper and a few long bamboo sticks tied together, looking very precious.

Guoguo habitually wiped his nose, which had stopped running a long time ago, with his hand, still holding the wooden sword.

Today, the Tang family specially allowed their disciples to go out and buy supplies for making lanterns.

Guoguo has been frugal since childhood and simply bought the cheapest rice paper and bamboo strips.

He asked someone to take all the gold leaves that Jin Xiaoxiao gave him last time back to the village.

Although Tang Yixien later gave money to the village, there were too many children, and Guoguo didn't want to keep bothering her benefactor brother.

When he heard that his benefactor brother had returned, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days.

He wanted to make a beautiful lantern, maybe he could meet his benefactor brother on the day of the lantern festival competition.

It is actually very difficult for outer disciples to meet the young master of the Tang family.

Basically, we meet at various celebrations and banquets or by chance on the road.

Tang Yixi basically lives in seclusion and rarely leaves Biling Peak.

"Isn't this Lin Guoguo? How come you went out early this morning and bought some things?"

A delicate girl's voice sounded in front of him.

A female disciple, wearing a gorgeous pink cape and jeweled hair, pinched her waist and looked up at Guoguo.

She is the female disciple who had conflicts with Guoguo back then. She is now nineteen years old and her name is Yiran.

"Ran Ran, why are you wasting your time talking to him? Look at the pile of junk in his hands, it's so shabby. Stay away from him and don't get stained by his shabby air."

The green-clothed male disciple who followed behind like a shadow, carrying a lot of things in his hands, said.

There are always such followers around such young ladies, following behind them every day.

Guoguo narrowed his eyes. He didn't care about these people and was too lazy to argue with them.

The curses these people used were all the same, not as varied as the curses used by Agui, who always bullied him when he was a child.

Guoguo didn't say anything, avoided the road and walked to the side.

Yi Ran, who had a bad temper, deliberately blocked Guo Guo's way, stepped on the threshold with one foot and said deliberately:

"Hey, why do you always run away when you see me? I'm poisonous, right? I'm also your senior sister."

It seems that the eldest lady is interested in this kind of rebellion.

She has been hanging around Guoguo for the past ten years, provoking her in various ways, but Guoguo just won't listen. She stays away from her when she sees her and even refuses her gifts.

The little girl who was spoiled since childhood rarely encountered such a stupid person.

The Guoguo in front of her was indeed good-looking, and could be said to be the best among the ordinary disciples.

"Get out of the way." Guoguo said in a cold tone.

Yiran was still blocking Guoguo's way. Guoguo dodged and jumped over the corridor toward the inner courtyard.

"Just be my little brother and I'll give you meat to eat. Do you think the young master will still remember you? Who is he? Who are you?" Yiran shouted loudly at Guoguo.

She knew what Guoguo cared about most.

Guoguo's big strides indeed stopped, but he soon continued walking towards the disciple dormitory.

Yiran's face turned red with anger.

"Lin Guoguo, don't be ungrateful."

The follower disciple put down the things in his hand, snatched the rice paper from Guoguo's hand, threw it on the ground, and crushed it back and forth with his feet.

"You...I just bought that, you..."

Guoguo felt sorry for the rice paper she had just bought and held the wooden sword tightly in her hand.

Guoguo is still the same as when he was a child, with a temper that is not afraid of anyone.

But in the Tang family, he came to practice in order to avenge his parents and fellow villagers. He did not want to cause trouble, so he rarely had conflicts with these disciples from prominent families.

The Tang family has many rules, one of which is that fighting between fellow disciples is not allowed.

For the past ten years, he has endured it as much as he could.

The follower disciple was still stepping hard.

Guoguo slowly loosened his grip on the wooden sword. He could only endure it. He didn't want to embarrass his benefactor brother, and he didn't want to be expelled from the Tang family.

"Guoguo."

A clear and familiar voice sounded from behind.

Guoguo's eyes lit up and she looked back in disbelief.

Sure enough, I saw my benefactor brother standing in the yard, followed by Brother Jin.

Tang Yixin came to see Guoguo today with Jin Xiaoxiao. He saw this scene as soon as he entered the door. He saw the wooden sword in the handsome boy's hand and recognized it as Guoguo.

"Greetings, young master." The follower disciple immediately retracted his foot, bowed hurriedly, and looked panicked.

Yiran was also shocked, his expression changed, and he hurried over to salute, not caring that his pink cloak was covered in dirt.

"Is this what the head brother taught you?" Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes were cold but with a hint of anger.

"Disciple knows he was wrong." The follower disciple lowered his head quickly.

"Go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive your punishment later." Jin Xiaoxiao said lightly.

"Yes..." The follower disciple curled his lips and stood aside with his hands hanging down. He didn't expect that the young master would come to Chaohua Villa.

He actually came here just to find Lin Guoguo, who had no family background. A dark glint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Jin Xiaoxiao glanced at Ran with a slightly cold look in her eyes. The little girl naturally understood that this was a reminder to her that some things should not be said explicitly.

Give the little girl some face.

Yiran lowered his head even more and stood aside.

Guoguo looked at Tang Yixien in front of her, her eyes were already red, and she habitually wiped the non-existent snot.

The benefactor brother in front of him was still the same as before, and he instantly returned to his childhood.

In the world of cultivation, it is difficult to tell age from appearance.

He still wanted to go over and hug his benefactor brother's thigh, but just as he was about to move, he suddenly realized that he had grown up.

Over the past ten years, Guoguo has also learned to be much more calm.

Tang Yixian said in a soft and gentle voice:

"Guoguo...don't you recognize me?"

For Tang Yixien, they were only separated for a year.

He felt a little depressed. How come this little snotty boy had grown so tall after just one year of not seeing him?

Guoguo has grown into a handsome young man. From his bright eyes like black beans and the way he occasionally wipes his nose, one can still vaguely see his childhood appearance.

Time is sometimes ruthless.

Guo Guo knew that she couldn't hug his thigh anymore, so she walked over slowly and saluted in the standard Tang family posture.

"I've met the young master."

Time flies, as if everything happened just yesterday.

Guoguo's voice is filled with the longing for the past ten years.

He heard that the young master of the Tang family was missing that day and cried secretly in the middle of the night.