The man’s facial features are like he comes out of the painting. His sharp eyebrows are cerise-pink, and his eyes and eyelashes are also cerise-pink.
The lips were pretty red, like a tulip, and the nose was high. On his forehead, there was a strange flower symbol. The flowers were shaped like oleander flowers. It’s kind of looking like the anemone flower if you look closely. The flower was like a crown on his forehead.
The man’s skin was fair-white. Perhaps because his long hair was cerise-pink, which made his fair white skin turn a little pale pink. This man looked extremely good-looking. His beauty was flawless.
Especially those pair of phoenix cerise-pink eyes were so clear and clean as if nothing in them could stain his eyes.
Pink eyes? Shenlian YingYue looked at him up and down before she shook her head slightly. It couldn’t be. She might be mistaken. There are a lot of people in the world with different eyes and hair colors.
She couldn’t see the man’s strength.
The man’s cerise-pink eyes were different from Xiong Zi Ying’s pale-pink eyes. The man’s hair was cerise-pink, and Xiong Zi Ying’s hair was white and pale-pink.
The man wore a pale pink robe, the same as Xiong Zi Ying’s pale pink robe.
"A’Fen, what are you calling her for?" Xiong Zi Ying sat next to A’Fen as he held A’Fen’s hand. His tone was soft and considerate.
A’Fen didn’t speak yet; he kept looking at her with an unknown expression. His flawless face was expressionless, so no one could guess his intention of staring at her.
"The disciple pays respect to the senior." Shenlian YingYue was stiff all over. She saluted and bowed down to hide her awkward moment.
She didn’t know how to address him.
"Rise." The man’s voice was as pleasing as his face. His voice flows effortlessly and has a pleasing texture.
Xiong Zi Ying didn’t know what was wrong with A’Fen right now. In the past, A’Fen never paid attention to anyone beside him.
He glanced at Shenlian YingYue back and forth. His disciple has nothing to attract people. If one thing could attract people, it was her calmness and gentle aura.
"What are you standing there for? Go find a place to sit." Xiong Zi Ying waved his hand lightly.
Shenlian YingYue was voiceless. She looked around and decided to sit on the rock, far away from the two charming men.
Xiong Zi Ying, "...."
A’Fen, "...."
"A’Fen, you haven’t replied to me yet. Why are you calling her here?" Xiong Zi Ying shook A’Fen’s hand. His voice was aggrieved, like he was sad when A’Fen ignored him.
"A’Ying, I heard that you accepted a female disciple, so I wanted to see what kind of person she is." A’Fen tilted his head slightly.
Shenlian YingYue’s eye twitched. She wasn’t the only female disciple that Xiong Zi Ying accepted. What about Huang Bai Xing?
"I accepted two female disciples." Xiong Zi Ying picked up the pink tulip near him before he put the pink tulip in A’Fen’s hand.
"What’s so good about them?" A’Fen asked slightly.
"I don’t know. I was bored, so I picked them up." Xiong Zi Ying shrugged his shoulders.
"Did you hold the official master-disciple worship ritual yet?" A’Fen continued to ask.
"Not yet."
"How long has it been since you accepted them?"
"It has been four years; I forgot." Xiong Zi Ying thought for a long time before he answered.

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