"Not out yet?
Could it be that he was shot to death by Master?"
"Hmph, even if you beat him to death, I will also whip his corpse."
Just when Concubine Shi was waiting outside for her to go in and take a look, she saw Zhuang Zhiruo and several sisters coming out surrounded by Ye Fan.
The group of people were still talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Several junior sisters still looked shy, not as cold as frost in the past.
What's going on?
The concubine was slightly stunned, what kind of ecstasy soup did Ye Fan pour into Zhuang Zhiruo and the others?
She flicked her wrist, put away the whip, and regained her cold expression: "The bitch finally came out?"
"I thought you would hug the incense burner at Master's door and beat you to death, refusing to come out."
"Now it's time to settle the score between us."
The concubine shrunk to the ground and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
"Ah, Master Princess?"
Ye Fan was startled and hurriedly retreated and hid: "Saint, I have already said that it is impossible between us."
"I already have a wife, and I love her very much. I'm getting married next year, so don't pester me anymore."
"If you do this again, I will scream and complain to Master."
He knew that if he fell into the hands of the saint, he would be doomed: "Can you let me go?"
A few simple words, but all the junior sisters were dumbfounded.
The saint pesters Ye Fan?
Do you want to take action because love turns into hate?
What is this all about?
They knew Mark was shameless, but they didn't expect him to be so shameless.
At the same time, they were also shocked by Ye Fan's courage. He was teasing the saint with such clamor. Aren't he worried about a few more blood holes on his body?
You know, when Ye Jincheng saw the saint, he was always respectful. When drinking a cup of tea, he not only dressed neatly and sat upright, but also drank meticulously.
Not to mention the frivolous words of the saint.
On the other hand, Zhuang Zhiruo, a few people who didn't have many troubles and even dared to hug the old owner's thigh, couldn't do anything.
"You bitch, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Let me beat you to death."
When the master's concubine heard this, her pretty face became even colder, and her figure flashed towards Ye Fan.
Several junior sisters also dispersed to surround Ye Fan.
Zhuang Zhiruo hurriedly led people to block him: "Holy girl, calm down, calm down, don't do anything."
"Zhuang Zhiruo, why are you protecting him?
Are you worried that Master will scold you if you spill blood here?"
Concubine Shizi looked at Zhuang Zhiruo angrily: "This place has left the inner courtyard of the Zen room. It is not your scope of responsibility. On the contrary, it is the place under my jurisdiction."
"I beat this bastard. If Master takes the blame, I will take it."
"Anyway, I will definitely whip him today."
She looked at Mark with sharp eyes.
In the past, she was even ashamed to say curse words, feeling that it would tarnish her temperament and identity.
But now, when she saw Ye Fan, she just wanted to take action, she just wanted to see him scream, no matter whether there would be a flood in the future.
Zhuang Zhiruo stopped the concubine: "Holy girl, you can't beat her!"
"Why can't I fight?"
The Concubine Shi said angrily: "I can save him, and I can also deal with him. If the leader of the Ye Clan holds him accountable, I will shoulder the responsibility."
"Of course you can't."
Ye Fan coughed: "I forgot to tell you, I am also a member of Cihangzhai now, and I have joined Cihangzhai's sect."
Concubine Shi turned her head and looked at Zhuang Zhiruo and said angrily: "What kind of ecstasy were you fed to accept this bastard as your disciple?"
Zhuang Zhiruo smiled bitterly: "It's not me, it's the old owner."
"Yes, I am the closed disciple of the old master."
Ye Fan responded shamelessly: "He is also the first male disciple of Cihangzhai, first, first, first!"
What?
The old master accepted Ye Fan as his disciple?
Closed disciple?
The first male disciple?
The concubine and the younger junior sisters felt dizzy and could not accept this fact at all.
It had only been more than two hours since Ye Fan ran from the ward to the Zen room. How could he and the old Zen master become masters and disciples?
How many young talents with immense power, wealth, and extraordinary talent have racked their brains to become their masters, but there is no way.
Why does this Ye Fan get favored so easily?
Concubine Shizi stared at Zhuang Zhiruo unwillingly: "Don't talk nonsense just to protect Mark Ye Fan."
Then he yelled at Ye Fan: "If you dare to pretend to be Master's disciple, I will stab you to death with a sword."
"Impersonation?
I, Ye Fan, am upright and upright, how could I pretend to be someone else?"
Ye Fan held his head high and pushed towards the master's concubine: "And how many heads do I have that dare to play tricks on the master?"
Concubine Master gritted her teeth: "You must have deceived Master."
"What is cheating?
That’s called fate!”
Ye Fan strikes while the iron is hot: "A sudden glance is the fate of this life."
"And I am so devoted to Master that I am willing to go through fire and water for her at any time."
"By the way, Master said that as far as the female disciples are concerned, Saintess, you are number one, and among the male disciples, I am number one."
"So even though I became a disciple relatively late, you and I are both at the same level. You and I are on an equal footing."
"If you attack me, you can say that you are ignoring Master's authority at least, and at worst you are destroying the unity of Cihangzhai."
"Also, for the sake of my brothers and sisters, I will not complain to the master. You just scolded her for accepting me as a disciple."
Ye Fan reminded: "I've let you go, why don't you let me go?
How to make a saint with this pattern?"
The master's concubine clenched her fists slightly: "Don't sow discord with me."
"Do you recognize this Buddhist bead?"
Ye Fan raised his left hand and raised the black wrist beads and hummed: "The Twelve Karma Beads are the tokens given to me by Master."
"She said that by wearing this prayer bead, I will take care of the lower-class children and the supreme saint."
"Seeing as you look like a little fairy, I usually won't care about you and hit you."
Ye Fan pulled the tiger skin as a banner: "But if you insist on making me angry, I will spank your little ass..." "You bastard, how dare you?"
The concubine was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and then shouted in her heart: "No matter how Master punishes me, I will beat you first and then..." She flashed a small leather whip.
"Master!"
Ye Fan suddenly bowed slightly behind her.
To be continued...