In the cave, Forsythia walked up to the white-haired man and said lazily:

"Master, just wait a moment, lunch will be ready soon."

The man sat there like that all day long, his long white hair covering his entire face.

Even though the sun shone from the patio at noon and illuminated the entire cave, his appearance was still unclear.

But at this moment, his voice was no longer that old. Instead, it was pure and deep, with a hint of displeasure.

"How long will you continue to struggle with those two men? I told you, I won't save anyone without that child."

Forsythia's eyes flickered, her face wrinkled and she said:

"Don't you often say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda?"

"Those are ordinary people. Those noble sons who were born with golden keys in their mouths will have a chance to survive even if I don't take action."

It just takes some effort and some luck.

Let him unconditionally save a few businessmen who smell like copper. Dream on.

Forsythia lowered her head, suddenly not knowing what to do.

The white-haired man hummed:

"You went against my will and secretly prepared medicine for that person who had a heart disease. Do you think he would be cured after taking a few doses of your medicine?"

Forsythia was stunned.

I didn’t expect that the master knew about this.

She looked up at her master, but her eyes were filled with stubbornness that knew no wrong.

The white-haired man said again:

"Your medicine will only make him die later."

Hearing this, Forsythia felt a little aggrieved.

"So I've been following you for so long, and all you've taught me is just some superficial knowledge?"

This statement is somewhat blaming.

The white-haired man turned his head, and through the hair gap in front of his face, his sharp eyes fell on the little girl.

Seeing that she really seemed to have been wronged, as a master, he couldn't bear it.

"Master has taught you everything that he should teach you. It just depends on how you use it."

"Then why do you say my medicine can only make him die later?"

"Qiao'er, are you going to get angry with Master over a stranger?"

The white-haired man was a little sad.

Forsythia choked her breath and said unwillingly:

"I just think Master is a little cruel, insisting on keeping someone else's three-year-old child and being separated from his parents for seventeen years.

Don't you think it's cruel? I followed you in the first place because I had no father, no mother, no worries.

But my family of three is so happy and happy, but you insist on breaking them up. I really don’t understand why you would do this, Master."

In her memory, Master was clearly a living Bodhisattva who understood great righteousness and saved lives and healed the wounded.

A person from a poor family once came to seek medical treatment, and he cured the person without asking for a penny.

Why does he insist on making things difficult for others when they come to seek medical treatment?

The man's face darkened and his voice became cold.

"You have only been with them for a few days, and they are just using a beauty trick to lure you, a little girl who is inexperienced in the world. Do you really think they are good people?"

Forsythia retorts:

"I just think they are good people. Even though we have only been together for ten days, they behave well and are of extremely high quality."

The man hated that iron could not become steel, so he snorted coldly:

"Good people? Do you know how many people's blood each of them has on their hands? Do you know how many people Murong Nan has killed in his life?

Do you know Ye Che, every time he acquires other people's companies, how many families are destroyed?"

The little disciple is still too naive.

Once a teacher, always a father, how could he safely hand her over to those people who only care about profit and let her run thousands of miles to help them save people.

I don’t know Master’s good intentions, but he still helps outsiders.

Forsythia was startled and looked at the master blankly.

She couldn't believe it, Murong Nan actually killed someone?

Ye Che also caused many families to be destroyed?

Master lives in this cave all day long, how do you know this?

"Qiao'er, the reason why the master asked them to keep the child is not only that he thinks the child is talented and a learning prodigy, but also wants to use her as a hostage."

"Do you know why Master keeps a hostage?"

Forsythia guessed, "Is Master afraid that they will cross the river and burn the bridge?"

The man explained: "Master is afraid that you will be bullied."

Forsythia doesn't understand.

The man asked: "Do you like that Murong Nan?"

Upon hearing this, Forsythia blushed and lowered her head in avoidance.

"If you think he is good, then I will promise you to him. If he marries you, I will fulfill all their wishes."

Forsythia, "..."

So everything Master does is for her good?

No way.

She had never seen Murong Nan before when the master made things difficult for them.

Just when Forsythia was confused, the man said again:

"You don't need to say much else. Just ask that man. If he is willing to marry you, then I will do as they wish.

Of course, the child must worship me as his teacher, and he does not need to stay with me for 17 years, but he must take my medicine."

His poison is time-limited and only attacks once a year.

In other words, the child must come back here once a year, otherwise no one can save her.

This is the only concession a master can make.

Forsythia didn't want to embarrass others, so she immediately argued:

"I, I don't like Murong Nan, Master, I don't want to get married."

"You can't deceive me, nor can you deceive your own heart. From the first moment you saw him, he was destined to be your lover.

Go down, and whenever he is willing to marry you in front of me, I will save him."

Knowing that Master had made up his mind, Forsythia opened her mouth but hesitated to speak.

She walked out of the cave sadly and returned to the cabin.

Seeing that Murong Nan had cooked the food and put it on the table, she absentmindedly walked over and sat down, not knowing what to do.

Murong Nan brought the tray and put it down, reminding her:

"Isn't your master hungry? Bring it in for him."

Forsythia sat motionless and looked very sad.

Murong Nan also noticed it and sat opposite her and asked again:

"What's wrong?"

Forsythia raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze. She was extremely embarrassed to speak, but she still spoke boldly.

"Brother Nan, I, I like you, you, would you marry me as your wife?"

If she says this to a man she has only known for ten days, others must think there is something wrong with her brain.

Or others simply don't like her.

She is just a little girl from the countryside. She doesn't know how to dress up, wear high heels or skirts.

How could she be worthy of the glamorous him?

Murong Nan was frightened.

He originally thought about slowly alienating this little girl, but he didn't expect...

He opened his mouth to refuse.
To be continued...