<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: lordjoker Editor: Silavin Xia Yan’s expression was serene. None understood Han Yidao’s artworks more than his disciple, not even Yao Shigu. He picked up Maitreya Jade Pendant, and he couldn’t help but furrow his brows upon touching it.
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: lordjoker Editor: Silavin “Grandpa, what do you mean?” Yao Ting’s body shuddered, and even her neck got flushed. As for Xia Yan who was next to her, he was also quite embarrassed. It was obvious that his Martial Uncle planned to follow his master’s words, and it seemed like he didn’t mind his granddaughter mingling with him.
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: lordjoker Editor: Silavin “Martial uncle!” Xia Yan quickly interrupted him and said with a bitter smile, “You should call me by my name in the future, you can even call me Lil Yan if you want. Don’t ever call me headmaster, or else, I won’t ever dare to come here again.”
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: lordjoker Editor: Silavin Upon seeing this object, Yao Shigu took it from Xia Yan with trembling hands, as if he had just sighted upon a rare treasure. After a long while, he let out a long breath and returned it to Xia Yan. “Xia Yan, since my senior brother has already given it to you, then it’s yours. None can take it away, not even me.”
