[Cultivation · Younger Love Interest · Narcissistic Romance · One-on-One] [A sharp-tongued, flirtatious master who was once adored by everyone × A seemingly sweet and clueless disciple who is actually a black lotus]
Yan Yishi died.
Cause of death: hit on the head by a falling flowerpot while walking.
The good news was that he got bound to a System that could give him another chance at life.
The bad news was that the System was a naive airhead. It dozed off and sent him fifteen years into the past.
And so Yan Yishi went from “soon-to-be elder” to “wanderer in the barren mountains.”
He had fifteen years to climb his way to the position of elder and wait to take in that “fated disciple.”
The disciple was named Shi Si. Yan Yishi had picked him up.
The little thing was obedient and clueless. Give him a bite to eat and he would follow you; pat his head and he would blush; tell him anything and he would believe it.
Yan Yishi thought he had struck gold.
Every day, he flirted with his disciple, teased him, and watched him become flustered.
The disciple obediently followed behind him, calling him “Master” again and again.
Yan Yishi was very pleased: this disciple was well worth raising.
Until the tenth year, when he happened to find his disciple’s diary.
There was only one sentence inside:
“When Master pats my head, I’m thinking about how to make sure he only pats mine from now on.”
Yan Yishi froze.
He suddenly remembered what the System had said:
In his previous life, this disciple had been a great fiend who slaughtered countless people.
[One-Line Premise]
I thought I was raising a well-behaved cat, but it had already set its sights on me.
