Contrary to what Chen Ye imagined.
Zhiwei's breakthrough had already awakened the other two disciples.
The window of the side room was pushed open, revealing Qing Jun's little face filled with indignation, even a few strands of her hair were standing on end.
She stared fixedly at her master in the yard, her big eyes filled with resentment:
"Master! You're feeling guilty! You don't even dare to look at Qing Jun!"
Chen Ye's mouth twitched.
This girl, waking neither early nor late.
She just had to wake up when Chen Ye was complaining, and even happened to hear him speak.
How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
The master said confidently:
"When did I speak ill of you?"
The little girl was shocked, incredulous: "Master, you're lying with your eyes open! Didn't you just say that Qing Jun is an idiot!"
Chen Ye let out a cold laugh:
