Who Dares Say a Bad Word About My Mad Dog of a Disciple?

Shen Wuyan transmigrated into a book, becoming the villainous master who was hacked into a skeleton by his own disciple, one slash at a time.

To save his hide, he went all out to treat his disciple well.

Hungry? Chinese food, Western food... Order whatever you like.

Thirsty? Tea, juice, milk tea?

If his disciple was bullied, Shen Wuyan would charge in with a blade and beat the other guy so badly his own parents wouldn't recognize him.

Even when his disciple was moody, unpredictable, rebellious, and utterly disobedient, Shen Wuyan still stood firmly by his side.

Shen Wuyan: “Who else?! Who dares say one bad word about my crazy disciple?!”

After being reborn with his memories, Xiao Jing accidentally swallowed Shen Wuyan's blood. From then on, he could hear Shen Wuyan's thoughts.

On his first ride on a flying sword, the master looked as steady as a rock on the outside, but was sobbing inwardly: So high! I'm so scared~

When he first encountered demons, the master's sword flashed wildly, while he screamed in his heart: Help! I want to go home~

Xiao Jing: “So this is what you're really like, Master.”

Shen Wuyan tried everything he could to warm his disciple's heart, but to no avail. Afraid he would one day be hacked into a bloody skeleton, he came up with a backup plan: take on several more powerful disciples.

Xiao Jing watched as his master took on a third disciple, then a fourth... His gaze grew increasingly dark and icy.

Terrified by Xiao Jing's obsessive, possessive love, Shen Wuyan ran for his life.

From then on, he ran, Xiao Jing chased, and he had nowhere to escape.

Xiao Jing split open time and space, embraced Shen Wuyan in the real world, and murmured softly: “Master, I found you.”