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"Tsk tsk, I was doing this for you."

Ye Shiyuan paused slightly, then seemed to understand.

"You went to see him?"

"Yes."

Ye Shiyuan recalled Bai He.

Although they had not seen each other for more than half a year, he did not feel unfamiliar at all.

His smile was still in his mind.

He was such a timid person.

If someone suddenly came to him in the middle of the night, he would probably be frightened.

"Is your Master really as you said? Take a look at my neck. Do you see that scratch?"

Ye Shiyuan’s gaze finally fell on Zhang Youxia’s neck, and there really was a blood mark.

"Also, I think his cultivation is not weak, and his sensitivity is very high. The moment I got close, he immediately pressed his sword against my neck. I even think that if I had not mentioned you, that strike might have taken my life."

"I have already said it. Do not go looking for him. Do not do any more meaningless things."

Zhang Youxia was only trying to help.

"Ye Shiyuan, if the next time you lose control and not start to shouting his name, then I will believe you have truly moved on from him."

"Get out."

Since Ye Shiyuan had nothing more to say and Zhang Youxia had no choice but to leave.

Ye Shiyuan’s expression was unfathomable, his handsome face tense beneath the mask.

Master.

It would be a lie to say he did not miss him.

But he clearly remembered how, back then, he had tried every possible way to say goodbye to him.

Yet in the end, he heard those words from him.

He personally told him to leave.

He wanted him to leave.

Ye Shiyuan had not only once recalled Bai He telling him to stay, to remain at Baize Peak, and never leave for his entire life.

How long had it been? And yet he already wanted him to leave.

A liar?

Deep down, he did not want to believe Bai He was that kind of person.

But some words he had heard with his own ears.

He could not ignore them.

Those words lingered like a nightmare, surfacing from time to time.

...

Bai He suddenly woke up.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He gasped softly for air and wiped the sweat away.

"So it was just a dream."

Finally, he had dreamed of Ye Shiyuan, but it still turned out to be a nightmare.

It was truly frightening.

[ Host, it is already morning. ]

Yes, it was morning.

He needed to get up.

Today’s disciple competition was about to begin.

Bai He got ready and walked out of his room.

Everyone else was already prepared.

However, Gu He brought Bai He a piece of news.

"Junior Brother, you will be the one to fight today."

Bai He blinked his eyes.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I thought I was not supposed to be the one taking action?"

"This year is a bit different. Sect masters and elders from all major sects are required to participate. With your current strength, as long as it is not Ye Shiyuan, I estimate no one will be your opponent. But you still need to be careful. Losing would be extremely embarrassing."

Bai He swallowed nervously after hearing Gu He’s words.

For an elder of Lingguang Sect to lose to a younger disciple would indeed be extremely humiliating.

They would not care about Bai He’s age.

They would only care about his status as an elder and use it as an excuse to mock him.

Even though he did not care much about reputation, Bai He still did not like such an embarrassing outcome.

"Don’t worry. There will be absolutely no problem."

Besides, he would not be so unlucky as to run into Ye Shiyuan, right?

Even if he did meet him, given their past relationship, he should not make things too difficult for him.

[ Host, if you really encounter Ye Shiyuan, unless he goes easy on you, it will be very difficult for you to win. ]

That was obvious.

Strength was strength.

But when it came to actual combat ability, unless his cultivation level far exceeded Ye Shiyuan’s, he would not stand much of a chance against his real combat experience.

Bai He always had a very clear understanding of himself.

In the end, Hu Jintao brought them to the competition grounds.

The area around the arena was already filled with people.

The sect Ye Shiyuan belonged to was a newly risen sect of only about ten years, which would later become the number one sect, known as the Tianshan Palace.

Bai He immediately recognized Ye Shiyuan at a glance.

Even though he was wearing a mask, his figure was still unmistakably clear.

He did not know if he had seen him.

Bai He also noticed the person who had come to find his last night standing beside him.

Bai He knew that Ye Shiyuan must already be aware of it.

He was probably still angry.

"Ye Shiyuan, aren’t you going to greet him?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Don’t be so cold. Let me tell you something I only just found out. The person you will be sparring against today is over there."

Ye Shiyuan frowned slightly, but Zhang Youxia had already said the name.

"Bai He."

At that moment, Ye Shiyuan’s gaze finally landed on him.

He was looking around curiously, as if everything interested him.

He had always been like this in the past, unchanged at all.

Not changed at all?

Yet why did he feel that everything was different now?

"Master, did you see Senior Brother? He said he was coming, but I did not see him."

Bai He frowned and turned to look at Xu Feng.

"He said he was coming? Did you secretly keep in contact with him behind my back?"

Xu Feng immediately realized he had said something wrong.

"I, I didn’t..."

Bai He snorted coldly.

He naturally did not believe him.

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