The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

    He could never have imagined that he, a novice who had just joined the sect, would one day be addressed as a senior brother.


    "You are my junior, ranking at the very bottom of the second generation disciples. Strictly speaking, she should call you Junior Master, but given that you've just joined and that I am teaching on behalf of our master, nominally your senior sister but practically your master, this 'Brother' address is indeed fitting."


    This couldn't help but remind Jiang Feng of the time in his past life when he had to wait on his newborn grandfather, serving him tea and water.


    Sometimes, seniority is truly a magical thing.


    However, Liu Tangxi didn't linger on this topic and just casually asked: "Knowing your disposition, even if you dislike such behavior, you wouldn't bring it up openly, right? You must have sensed my displeasure and deliberately spoke out against Yu Ying, how did you know?"


In rectification