After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

Everyone stood up, lifted their robes, knelt, bowed their heads respectfully, and shouted in unison:

"Greetings to Venerable Bai Qing, greetings to Venerable Chang Sheng!"

Why did the two venerables come in person? And the venerable Changsheng?

Why would he come? Didn't he never show up at such occasions? Not to mention showing up, even the people from the Daodao Sword Sect would find it difficult to see him on weekdays.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, but when the two of them arrived, everyone present showed respect, and even Chu Chaozhao was pulled up by Shen Jinming.

Except for the person on the platform who just bowed, everyone present knelt on one knee and bowed properly.

When everyone saw the two people approaching leisurely, they all took a deep breath and looked at them with more respect, not daring to be presumptuous at all.

I saw a man with silver-white hair half-standing upright with a crown of silver orchid branches, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns. The fiery color on the robe was very similar to the sect uniform of Guiyun Sect.

The silver bead chains hanging on the shoulders on both sides of the crown are very similar in style to the bead chains on Wen Xianyun's crown.

Chu Chaozhao and Wen Xi looked at each other and almost laughed out loud on the spot.

It seems that their master still hasn't made up his mind to reject the crying and aggrieved sect leader.

The story begins in the early morning of a certain day before the big competition. Chu Chaozhao and Wen Xi were hiding in a corner and eavesdropping on the conversation between their elders.

"Senior Brother~" At this moment, Wen Xianyun was just like he was when he was young, without any airs or manners of a sect leader.

Chu Chaozhao and Wen Xi both felt a chill.

Wen Xiji muttered, "If I didn't know how many thousand years old my uncle was, I really wouldn't feel so bad!"

Chu Chaozhao: "Who said it wasn't?"

"Just agree to it!"

Wen Xianyun was performing with great enthusiasm, grabbing Wen Qingyu's wide sleeves, but was pushed away by the other party, who said coldly: "Ah Yun, how can you behave like this!"

Agree? Agree to what? How could such a dignified sect leader be so angry?

Chu Chaozhao looked up and glanced at Wen Xi, who was looking down. They both covered their mouths, and the light in their eyes was as bright as it could be.

The next moment, their mouths opened wide in tacit understanding.

"Brother!"

Wen Xianyun, a grown man, yelled and squatted to the other side angrily. His tall body looked extremely aggrieved as he squatted there.

"How polite! The world doesn't know, but don't you know? I told you that I won't be the sect leader! Before our master passed away, it was clearly written in the decree that you should be the sect leader! But you insisted on letting me do it! Being a sect leader is a stupid thing. You can't do this or that! Now, I just asked someone to make a set of clothes for the competition, and you won't even wear it!"

What? The position of the sect leader was originally passed on to their master?!

Wen Xiji and Chu Chaozhao swallowed at the same time and looked at each other, their eyes showing: We seem to know something terrible, we won’t be killed to silence us, right?

"I know that Senior Brother prefers to keep things simple, but that is a big competition, so many people are watching! You are the face of the sect!"

Wen Qingyu stood there and sighed, then turned around and walked to his side: "Ah Yun, the face of Guiyun Sect is you and the thousands of disciples. You are the Sect Master."

He didn't need to look to know how gorgeous the clothes his junior brother had prepared for him were. They were definitely more luxurious than those of him, the sect leader. He didn't like these overly extravagant material possessions. The clothes and accessories on his body were prepared by his master. After his master passed away, his junior brother prepared them for him.

The two seemed to have some tacit understanding on this point, both liked to dress him up as noble, the more noble the better, and no one knew what made them so obsessed.

The moment Wen Xianyun saw him coming over to answer him, the smile on his face could hardly be suppressed, but he still tried his best to hold it back. He raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"None of this is important. What's important is that yours is the same style as mine. You are my only family member in this world. Can't you satisfy this request?"

Wen Qingyu had no choice but to help him up: "Okay, you are already so old, why are you still like a child? Now you are already a great leader."

"There's no one here."

Wen Qingyu glanced meaningfully at a corner behind him, then shook his head and laughed.

As if he had noticed something, Wen Xianyun turned his head and saw two heads, one big and one small, blatantly leaning against the corner of the wall.

When he looked over, he saw two heads grinning at him.

Wen Xianyun was suddenly petrified on the spot and was blown away by the wind.

After a long while, he finally found his words and said seriously, "When did you come? How can you eavesdrop on the conversation of your elders?!"

Wen Xi and Chu Chaozhao walked out hand in hand and stood in a row, looking very well-behaved.

"Uncle Master, how could we be peeking? It was clearly right there, but Uncle Master was just acting... ahem, too engrossed in his acting, so he didn't notice."

After saying this, Wen Xi lowered his head and his shoulders trembled.

Oh my god! I didn't expect that the usually dignified and steady uncle would be like this in front of his master. He is simply a little brother.

Make money, make money.

Chu Chaozhao put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and smiled, without saying a word.

The two of them looked like they had seen it all from beginning to end.

Wen Xianyun was furious: "You! How dare you! You have no respect for your superiors! Today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my senior brother!"

Seeing his angry look, Wen Xiji and Chu Chaozhao looked up and smiled at him, then turned around and ran away as fast as lightning. It was obvious that they had done this many times.

Liu Wen Xianyun was jumping up and down and cursing on the spot, but a laugh came from behind him, like a clear spring.

He turned his head, wanting to cry but unable to, "Brother, you don't care about these two brats. Wen Xi is already lawless, and the little brat is even more outrageous. The two of them are playing around everywhere, causing trouble everywhere. If they don't get chased by Jiuqiu today, or get the elders of the library to complain tomorrow, these two will be exposed by Guiyun Sect sooner or later!"

Wen Qingyu's eyes were clear, and he looked at him with a rare smile: "Junior brother, you were like this when you were a child, often causing Master and the elders to chase you all over the mountain and beat you up. One day, you got drunk and pulled out all the silver orchids that Master had planted on the mountain. Do you remember?"

Wen Xianyun was embarrassed for a moment, and then he said with a guilty conscience: "That was in the past! And I was much more obedient than them."

He was not annoyed when the past was brought up. For some reason, he suddenly calmed down. His weathered eyes looked at the silver-white orchids all over the mountains, and the look of his youth suddenly disappeared.

"At that time, I just wanted to make a bouquet of flowers for my senior brother and give it to him. I wanted him to smile more and be happier."

He looked at Wen Qingyu, his shrewd and scheming eyes were now extremely clear, with a sincerity he had never seen before:

"This is what Master wants, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Brother, you don't have to trap yourself in the identity of a god. Why abandon it in this world of mortals?"

He is willing to do so even if it means giving up his free and happy life and sitting in a high position.

This is his obsession, and he will protect it throughout his life.

Wen Qingyu returned to his indifferent look. He just smiled and looked into the distance without saying a word.

The silver bells on the palace's eaves hummed softly, the clear sound was far away, and no one knew what they were saying.

Of course, Chu Chaozhao and Wen Xi had no idea what happened next.

The two of them held back their laughter and continued to look up.