I Was Eighteen When I Became His Master

With her master traveling the world, Xie Chongyuan was bored out of her mind. She set off alone to explore the martial world, then found herself a partner. The freedom of the martial world was delightful, and so was being close enough to whisper in each other's ears. Only once in a while, Xie Chongyuan would suddenly feel that her master, with his immortal bearing, and her partner, rebellious and flamboyant, were strangely alike. Leaning against her partner's shoulder, Xie Chongyuan tilted her head. The moment the young man lowered his eyes, she suddenly jolted and slid off his back, standing bolt upright. Her partner's ears turned red. He frowned, his gaze darting around. "...I'll let you bite my ear when we get somewhere safe." Completely opposite. Not alike in the slightest. Hehe. · Jiang Yunjie suffered a disruption to his inner energy. He used the tortoise-breathing method to recuperate, waiting to recover. From the Winter Solstice to the Waking of Insects, from Grain Rain to Great Heat, he was awake for only a few days. After waking from his third long sleep, Jiang Yunjie noticed something amiss. A woman's handkerchief had appeared in his secret chamber. Those clumsy stitches on the handkerchief... They seemed to belong to his youngest disciple. · #High martial arts, low fantasy, 1v1 Theme: A lord whose pupils fill the world, so why plant more flowers before the hall?