Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

It sounds simple, but they simply can't do it.

The Sword Sect is very powerful and they cannot shake it.

The four of them did not walk fast. They had not seen each other for a long time, and even with their cultivation level, they couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Although Jiang Han was finally willing to see them, they were afraid that he would become too unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that they would not dare to recognize him.

Xia Qianqian took two slow steps but couldn't help herself. Looking at the stairs that were just a few feet away, she lifted her skirt and jumped up in two or three steps. Mo Qiushuang was so shocked that her eyes narrowed.

"Qianqian, you..."

But Xia Qianqian ignored her and stood stiffly at the door, looking into the building. Before she could speak, her eyes reddened, her expression joyful yet timid, and her voice trembled a little: "Xiaohan, hello, long time no see..."

What's her name?

Minor Cold???

What a bold name!

Duan Guifan's eyes widened and his heart trembled with fear.

This title doesn't suit Jiang Han at all.

Sure enough, the atmosphere in the building suddenly became much colder as soon as she finished speaking.

"Fellow Daoist, please respect yourself. This Saint Son is not worthy of your title."

Jiang Han looked at them with a calm expression, as if he was looking at a group of irrelevant people.

"You can call me His Royal Highness the Holy Son, or even call me Fellow Daoist. If you dare to speak nonsense again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Such cold and heartless words immediately shattered the joy in the four people's hearts. Xia Qianqian's expression froze, and a feeling of bitterness surged in her heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

why?

He obviously liked me calling him that before, so why does he feel so disgusted now?

She wanted to explain, she wanted to say that she had no ill intentions, she just wanted to be closer to you.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.

"Qianqian." Mo Qiushuang shook her head at her. "Fellow Daoist Jiang is now the Holy Son of the Sword Sect. You can't address him by his name. Apologize to Fellow Daoist Jiang quickly."

Some things cannot be rushed. Even though it is just a small title, the distance it represents is very different.

She had spent a long time and put a lot of effort into planning before Jiang Han gradually accepted her calling him so affectionately.

After all, he had some resentment in his heart. The fourth junior sister called him by his nickname without any preparation, which naturally caused disgust.

Xia Qianqian wrinkled her nose and tears welled up in her eyes. Although she was strong as she was, she only felt wronged and heartbroken at this moment.

She bowed to Jiang Han: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, please..."

She paused, gritted her teeth and swallowed the two words: "Please don't blame me, fellow Taoist."

She really couldn't bring herself to call him "Your Highness".

"Forget it this time. Next time we meet, remember to call me senior."

Jiang Han drank his tea slowly, ignoring the other person's expression of being about to cry, and said calmly:

"What do you want from me?"

They were poured a bucket of cold water as soon as they met, and the four of them felt uncomfortable. Now seeing his cold attitude, they felt even more sad.

This is completely different from what they had in mind.

They could understand that Jiang Han was full of resentment before, but it has been almost three years, why is he still so resentful?

Especially after Xia Qianqian's example, even though they wanted to explain the previous misunderstanding to Jiang Han, they could only look at him with grievance and did not dare to speak nonsense.

Mo Qiu Shuang's expression was somewhat gloomy, and she said sadly: "Xiao Han, I want to explain the previous misunderstandings to you."

There was some restraint in her eyes, as if she was hesitating whether to continue.

Jiang Han looked at her pretentious appearance, smiled slightly, and said in a normal tone: "Misunderstanding? What do you mean?"

"Are you talking about the miserable thirteen years I spent being treated like a pig or a dog by you, or are you talking about how you couldn't tell right from wrong and helped Lin Xuan frame me?"

"Or, do you want to say that this is all Lin Xuan's fault and has nothing to do with you?"

His tone was very calm, as if the person suffering in the words was not him, and he said it so casually.

"You and I both know what's going on."

"Especially you, Lu Jingxue." He looked at Lu Jingxue who was hiding in the back. "You helped Lin Xuan frame me the most times, and you also harmed me the most times."

Lu Jingxue shuddered, a flash of fear flashed across her eyes, and then she shook her head desperately: "No, that's not what I meant, and I don't want that!"

Jiang Han ignored her and pointed at the other three people:

"And you, you all know what happened. What? You hurt me so badly at that time, and now you come to tell me it was a misunderstanding?"

"Oh, misunderstanding, what a misunderstanding, Mo Qiu Shuang, do you dare to ask again whether those things were misunderstandings or not!"

When Mo Qiu Shuang saw him look at her, her heart suddenly shrank into a ball and her face turned pale without a trace of blood. She never expected that Jiang Han would speak so directly.

"I……"

She had clearly thought about what to say before coming, but now she couldn't utter a single word.

If they tell the truth, they will become a laughing stock today. If they lie...

She couldn't pass the test in her heart.

After a long while, she clutched her sleeves tightly and said dejectedly, "Since those things have already happened, we will never deny them..."

That short sentence almost drained all her strength, rippling her heart and making her break out in a sweat.

But finally, she admitted her mistake to Jiang Han in person.

Her expression became much more sincere. "But I want you to know that those things were not our original intention. Whether you believe it or not, those mistakes were caused by that evil demon using evil methods to control our minds!"

These words were so powerful that Zhu Yuanlong at the door suddenly looked up with confusion in his eyes.

Is that true? Is he that powerful?

Why didn't he know?

Jiang Han sneered: "A Qi training stage person can unconsciously control the mind of a Yuanying stage Great Perfection person? How dare you say that!"

"I..." Mo Qiushuang paused, then said miserably, "I know this is a little unbelievable, but it is the truth. The evil demon is strange and his methods are beyond our comprehension."

"If you don't believe me, I'm willing to do my best to find the inheritance left by that evil demon. I'll definitely be able to prove this."

Jiang Han shook his head. "Even so, what about Sect Master Ji? Are you still trying to say that Sect Master Ji, a great cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Stage, was also controlled by a Qi Condensation Stage junior?"

"Stop deceiving yourself, Mo Qiushuang. Don't you understand now? What you did to me is your true intention!"

"You are all vicious people. You are just using Lin Xuan's cover to do your evil deeds with a clear conscience!"