But just as he finished speaking, Hu Huan pulled him into his embrace, pinching his cheek and kneading it with a mischievous smile.
"Hehe, my good disciple, do you know how adorable you look with that serious expression? Even I can't resist wanting to tease you a bit!"
This awkward exchange left everyone speechless, even Xue An was somewhat unable to look straight at it.
The former Great Elder, now the little young master Hu An, was even more expressionless, filled with a sense of hopelessness, and feebly said, "Master, can you stop talking nonsense? Can't you be a bit more proper?"
"Be proper?" Hu Huan chuckled, "What a joke, when have I ever been proper? Besides, if I were truly proper, would I still be me?"
Hu An: "..."
And then he completely resigned himself.
The key was that with such an unreliable master, he had no choice but to accept his fate.
Yes.
Hu Huan was indeed Hu An's master, and a genuine one at that.
