Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

On the way to Qingyun Hall, Su Qingchen was unusually quiet.

If Su Qingchen didn't say anything, Mo Zhu would have nothing to say either, and the two of them stayed in silence all the way.

When they arrived at Qingyun Hall, all the disciples were rushing to Xiuxin Hall for morning lessons, and Mo Zhu was quietly discussed by all the disciples again.

Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu first went to Su Wu's bedroom to pay their respects.

"Master, disciple pays homage to you." Su Qingchen bowed seriously. The tall Mo Zhu behind him also looked very well-behaved. He followed Su Qingchen and knelt neatly outside Su Wu's bedroom.

Su Wu walked out of the bedroom with a serious expression, just stood in front of them for a while, snorted angrily, and left.

The two men knelt there guiltily, not daring to move.

The sun has just risen from the east and it is now noon, and it is very hot.

The little fairy boy who served in the inner chambers occasionally passed by and just saluted Su Qingchen politely. No one dared to ask him to get up and go to the main hall to rest.

In this way, Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu knelt for a whole day until Su Wu came back from school.

"Well, that's fine. You even know to kneel." Su Wu said coldly.

"Master, please forgive me."

"What sins are you redeeming?"

“…” Su Qingchen didn’t know where to start.

The only response he got was a loud bang as the bedroom door slammed shut.

Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu knelt like this for three days, alternating between day and night. Su Wu never spoke to them again, and they didn't dare to ask. He just walked away from them angrily every day and slammed the door shut.

Kneeling for a few days was not a big deal for Su Qingchen, but he didn't know how long his master would have to kneel until he got rid of his anger. After all, he was beginning to feel a little tired.

"A letter from the Shenwu Camp." When Su Wu came back that day, he threw the letter directly next to Su Qingchen, and then closed the bedroom door with a bang.

The letter addressed to Priest Su Qingchen himself was open, and it was obvious that Su Wu had already read it.

Mo Zhu picked up the letter on the ground and handed it to Su Qingchen.

"Master Qingchen, please come to the Shenwu Camp at noon tomorrow for a meeting."

Su Qingchen knew that his master's future attitude would largely depend on his response this time, which made him feel a little anxious.

"Hmm..." Su Qingchen hummed softly, and slightly turned his head to lean on Mo Zhu's shoulder.

"Uh-huh!" The sound of Su Wu clearing his throat came from inside the room.

Su Qingchen immediately stood up and knelt straight. Mo Zhu couldn't help but adjust himself to kneel more straight.

"Master..." Su Qingchen called softly outside the hall, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Master, I have something to report." Su Qingchen said again.

"Enter."

"Master, I know I was wrong." He took only two steps and knelt down again.

"What's wrong?"

"Disciple shouldn't have let Mo Zhu go to the Monster Forest."

"Hmph, you've really grown in ability! One moment you said you'd obey the immortal order and live peacefully for three hundred years, and then the next moment you sent him to the Monster Forest. Did the Lord God give you permission?"

"No."

"Did I ever tell you to use your brains out there?"

"said."

"Where's the brain?"

"Disciple is wrong."

"and then?"

"I will follow Master's instructions and practice diligently with Mo Zhu in Qingyun Hall until I leave the Immortal Realm to gain experience."

"Reply." Su Wu tapped the desk with his fingers.

"Yes." Su Qingchen stood up slowly, pretending to have pain in his knees. He even reached out and touched his knees in a pretentious manner. Then he looked at his master quietly, only to see Su Wu staring at him angrily. He stood up obediently.

"I am practicing in Qingyun Hall and cannot go there. Please forgive me." After writing the letter, Su Qingchen handed it to the little fairy boy who was responsible for delivering the letters.