Chapter 162 He Hates Ye Qing
Chapter 162 He Hates Ye Qing
From then on, he cultivated with the master and disciple.
His progress was quite rapid, after all, he had a master with superb martial arts skills and a senior brother who often took care of him.
I always thought time would continue to pass carefree like this, but...
Until the arrival of a woman.
That day they were practicing swordsmanship in the forest, because their master would soon send them out to train on their own. This was his first time officially going down the mountain, and for some reason he was a little nervous.
That's how the practice of swordsmanship in the forest came about.
Lu Zheng flicked his sword and smiled as he deflected the sword.
"Junior brother, don't be nervous. Trials are not scary. When Master and I went down the mountain for trials, we found you. Maybe this time we can bring Master back another disciple, and you will have another junior brother."
"I don't want a junior brother!" he said bitterly, his sword grazing past his senior brother's sword flourish as he moved.
Ever since he was homeless after his home was raided, he has been living in darkness. So how could he give up the home he has finally obtained?
Suddenly, his senior brother's smile and his master's sternness flashed into his mind, and he realized that he could no longer live without them.
Lu Zheng simply smiled, said nothing, and changed his attack.
Dusk soon fell, and the setting sun cast its rays through the leaves, illuminating the beads of sweat on his and his senior's foreheads.
"Alright, junior brother, let's call it a day!" Lu Zheng came over, hooked his arm around his shoulder, and pulled him a little closer.
"I'll let you in on a little secret: I hid a jar of Zhuyeqing tea in the forest a few days ago. Don't tell Master, okay? Tonight, we'll do our usual thing: I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop!"
His senior brother was good in every way, except for one thing: he was addicted to alcohol.
Although he didn't like drinking, he couldn't refuse his senior's kindness.
He would usually go with him and have long conversations with his senior brother. Moreover, he was the son of a great literary figure, and he could always feel his senior brother's respect whenever they talked.
So this is a secret between him and his senior brother that belongs only to each other.
That day, as usual, he waited on the roof for a very long time.
My senior brother always liked to be late, and sometimes he would make all sorts of excuses, but in the end he would always show up with alcohol.
But this time, it wasn't until the sunlight pierced through the clouds and the birds sang freely...
My senior brother hasn't shown up yet.
He later learned that his senior brother had picked up a woman in the forest that day.
All he remembered was that the woman was fierce, unlike any of the refined young ladies he had known since childhood. The woman also claimed to have amnesia, and his senior brother had given her the name Ye Qing.
But he felt that this woman didn't seem to have amnesia at all...
After that, she was hidden away by her senior brother, but later, during her training, she was taken in by him again.
From then on, the senior brother seemed to have become a different person. He put that woman first in everything, and even his junior brother was no longer a priority in his heart.
He hates Ye Qing.
and so……
Taking advantage of his senior brother's absence, he went to the inn to confront Ye Qing.
"How long are you going to stay by my senior brother's side? Don't you have any family?"
Ye Qing was embroidering something, but she only glanced at him before focusing on her work again.
"I don't remember."
He angrily knocked over what she was embroidering, the silver needle falling to the ground with a crisp "clinking" sound.
"I don't care if you remember or not, or if you've lost your memory or not, you're not welcome here. Neither my senior brother nor I welcome you! Get the hell away from me."
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