What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

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Lin Zhuo leaned back in his chair bored, and yawned as he watched Su Ziqi slaughtering everyone in the ring.

This was a competition among disciples within the sect. Su Ziqi did not use any spiritual energy, nor did he use the Qingyun sword he had just obtained. He only relied on a light sword and rode away in a cloud of dust.

"Admit it." Su Ziqi threw the last disciple out of the field and clasped his hands together.

"Master!" Su Ziqi turned to look at Lin Zhuo in the stands, raised his hand and shouted at him.

Lin Zhuo had no choice but to wave at him.

"Of course, Xiaoqing, your disciple is really good. I am so envious of him." Cang Yunze leaned on Lin Zhuo's shoulder and wiped his tears pretendingly.

"I'll give it to you if you want it." Lin Zhuo said with a smile.

"Forget it then." Cang Yunze waved his hands quickly, "I see this kid can't leave you, so I won't destroy your master-disciple relationship."

It's so funny. What kind of master-disciple relationship can there be between me and Su Ziqi?

Um?

This thought suddenly appeared in Lin Zhuo's mind, making him hesitate for a moment.

Why did this thought just now come into his mind? Strange.

Lin Zhuo looked at Su Ziqi who was running towards him immediately after winning first place, and smiled at him. He was very puzzled: Obviously, Xiaosu didn't do anything strange?

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"Master, are you going out?" Lin Zhuo was packing his luggage in the house when Su Ziqi suddenly rushed in.

Lin Zhuo stopped what he was doing and frowned unconsciously as he looked at him: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Su Ziqi opened his eyes wide in confusion: "But I didn't often knock on the door before. Didn't you tell me to go in directly?"

Did I say that? Lin Zhuo tried to think about it, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"No matter what, knock on the door next time and don't be impolite." After saying that, Lin Zhuo lowered his head and continued to clean up.

Su Ziqi looked at him, feeling a little aggrieved, but still nodded and said he understood.

"Master, where are you going?" Su Ziqi suddenly remembered the reason why he came here. When he came back from the training ground today, he heard some disciples saying: It is strange that Venerable Haiqing is going out.

"I'm going to the north." After Lin Zhuo finished packing, he put his things in the space, then put on his coat and prepared to set off.

"Master, what about me? Won't you take me with you?" Su Ziqi asked. At the same time, he felt that Lin Zhuo was a little strange recently.

Recently, Master always says strange things and does things that he would never do on normal days. What's even more outrageous is that in the past, he would always tell me before he went out, but today when he went out, I never heard him. Even looking at Lin Zhuo's expression, it seemed that he had no intention of telling me at all.

"You practice well in the sect. I will be back soon. You don't have to go with me." Lin Zhuo patted his shoulder. "Just follow Elder Cang for the time being. Be obedient." After saying that, Lin Zhuo stepped past Su Ziqi and left on his sword.

Su Ziqi stood there with a gloomy face. What was necessary and what was not necessary? Shouldn't he at least be told? When was he no longer within the range of choices of the master?