Junior Disciple C

As an ordinary junior disciple in the sect, even his name was often forgotten.

Feng Ye diligently performed the sect’s miscellaneous chores.

However, just as the Sweeping Monk wasn’t simple, Feng Ye wasn’t simple either.

One day, Feng Ye, who was wearing a flimsy disguise, met Hao Chen, who was also wearing a flimsy disguise.

Thus, the hard days began.

They encountered villains who could be defeated with just one finger.

Feng Ye: trembling

Hao Chen: trembling harder

They would do anything to maintain their disguises.

Finally, there came a time where they couldn’t maintain them.

In order to find a way out, Hao Chen secretly slapped himself, but the blood in his mouth had not yet spurted out when Feng Ye suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Ye, weakly: “I’m gravely injured. I’m going to faint.”

Hao Chen: “……”

The mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

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Seemingly frivolous, but actually serious top x seemingly serious, but actually frivolous bottom.

Feng Ye raised his eyebrows frivolously and raised his cup, saying: “Want a drink?”

Hao Cheng gave him a serious look: “I’m not such a frivolous person.”

Then, maintaining a serious expression, he picked up the cup of wine and linked arms with the confused Feng Ye, saying seriously: “But as you said, let’s drink.”

Feng Ye: “ ? ? ? ”