Chapter 112

Old Man Gui You frowned and stroked his moustache: "Who is it! Who is it! Who dares to snatch my disciple from me! "

Those who knew Old Man Gui You's identity stared at her fiercely after hearing Ye Qing Ling's rejection.

They couldn't believe their ears.

Someone actually refused to be Old Man Gui You's disciple!

How many people wanted to be Old Man Gui You's disciple?

But Old Man Gui You's temperament was eccentric and temperamental. Even the director couldn't control him and refused to accept him as a disciple.

Ye Qing Luo actually gave up such a good opportunity?

One by one, they were guessing who Ye Qing Luo's Master was to make her reject Old Man Gui You and not betray her Master.

Ye Qing Luo only raised her eyes and glanced at Di Mo Xuan's direction before immediately withdrawing her gaze.

She didn't say a word but this action was like a stone falling into the calm water, setting off a huge wave.

"Seventh Miss's Master … is actually the Overlord?"

"No wonder … the elusive Overlord would appear here! He even specially brought the glower flame fan for Seventh Miss! "

"Damn! With the Overlord as her Master, if it was me, I would not betray the Master either! "

As long as she was involved with Di Mo Xuan, all the impossible became possible.

Just like Ye Qing Luo who had been useless for more than ten years suddenly became so powerful.

Just like Ye Qing Luo who could pass the most complicated ten assessments.

Everything was so natural.

"Damn, damn, damn! Overlord boy! You actually beat me to it! "Old Man Gui You blew his beard angrily.

Overlord boy?

Sounds of people sucking in cold breaths could be heard from all around.

This … perhaps only Old Man Gui You dared to call Di Mo Xuan like this?

The extremely lazy man slowly straightened his body.

His long and narrow eyes squinted, his slender fingers seemed to be unconsciously playing with the ring between his fingers. The curve of his rosy lips faintly revealed a bit of evil.

Just a glance and Old Man Gui You, who was still rolling up his sleeves in indignation, instantly lost all his arrogance.

He caressed his white robe and snorted a cold breath: "Fine! I won't accept this girl, I won't! I will accept this lass's younger brother as my disciple. When she sees me, she will still have to call me teacher! "

After that, Old Man Gui You rubbed his nose and looked at Ye Qing Luo unwillingly: "Little girl, just you wait, when I defeat the Overlord, I will snatch you back!"

"…" Ye Qing Luo's mouth twitched.

Old Man Gui You's obsession with taking her as his disciple was too deep.

"Little disciple, come over." Di Mo Xuan suddenly raised his hand and beckoned towards Ye Qing Luo's direction.

Little disciple?

What the hell!

This time round, Ye Qing Luo's eyes also twitched.

She braced herself and resigned herself to fate as she walked over, fearing that Di Mo Xuan would put on another "if you don't come over, then go over" drama.

Flipping over onto the main stage, Ye Qing Luo stood in front of Di Mo Xuan.

Di Mo Xuan stretched out his hand and patted his thighs, "Little disciple, sit here."

The way the two of them acted as if there was no one else around made the jaws of the surrounding people drop to the ground.

Previously they had guessed that Di Mo Xuan was Ye Qing Luo's Master.

Now that Di Mo Xuan had called her "little disciple" in public, didn't that mean that he had admitted it …

But the atmosphere between them was really not like that of a Master and disciple.

On the contrary …. It was like a pair of lovers throwing a tantrum!

This thought made everyone present shake off their goosebumps.

Not only the crowd had goosebumps, even Ye Qing Luo had goosebumps all over her body …

Sit over there?

Sit in his arms?