Qin Shang has indeed become different from before.

But the focus of Lord Xi and Lord Mu was different. He said lightly: "I think Lord Xi's attitude towards Master Qin is also different."

Lord Mu was stunned: "Is that true?"

He didn't care much about this.

Anyway, his pavilion master has always looked cold and abstinent, and he is not stained with fireworks on earth. Just now, Mr. Qin stood in the conference hall for so long, and several pavilions noticed Mr. Qin’s strangeness, but the pavilion master seemed to have no feeling... What’s the difference?

Aren't you still as indifferent and ruthless as before?

Master Qin had no intention of paying attention to how the hall masters evaluated him at this time. Even if he didn't think about it deliberately, he could guess it.

When he returned to the bedroom, his underwear was already wet. Although his injuries were healed, he had not yet healed. It was still a bit difficult for him to stand for an hour.

The pain was unbearable, but I endured it, but my clothes were inevitably wet.

The master probably realized that he was almost enduring, so he spoke up and asked him to come back to rest. Qin Shang sighed, barely satisfied with his performance today.

At least the nine masters saw him completely different from before, and they also saw his perseverance and sensibility, and his conscientious side.

Well, I have to wait for the pain with my injuries and endure it, and I am indeed loyal and dedicated.

Qin Shang sighed quietly, it would take about a few days to stay in bed before he could be inseparable from his master.

"How do you feel after taking a shower?" Yun Qingyi stepped into the bedroom, holding a tray in her hand, and a bowl of medicinal juice was placed on the tray. The rich smell of medicinal came from afar, making Qin Shang subconsciously frown, "Do you still have to drink medicine?"

Yun Qingyi was stunned by his question, and then frowned: "Mr. Qin is healed?"

Qin Shang: "..."

"I used some good medicine for you, but it doesn't mean you don't have to drink any more soup." Yun Qingyi gave him the medicine, "Good medicine is bitter and good for diseases, and this sentence is always correct."

Qin Shang didn't say anything, took the medicine and tried the temperature: "How many days will I need to stay in bed?"

"Three days." Yun Qingyi said in a leisurely tone, "As long as the young master stops committing suicide, my name as a miracle doctor will still have a role in the name of a miracle doctor. I am afraid that someone will not remember the lessons. After all, even if a god descends to earth, he cannot save someone who is seeking death."

Qin Shang didn't say anything, and finished the medicine in one breath, handed the empty bowl back to Yun Qingyi, then got up and got out of bed and walked outside: "Don't worry, I still want to be with my master for decades. Whoever loves to do what he wants to do in the future has nothing to do with me."

Yun Qingyi was surprised when she heard this. She thought carefully about his words. She didn't care much about whether to die or not. Instead, she turned her head and stared at him with a subtle look: "You have to stay with the Pavilion Master for decades?"

Qin Shang poured a cup of warm water and drank it, washed away the bitter smell of medicine in his mouth, nodded and said, "Well, it's decades."

Yun Qingyi sneered: "Honor Qin has forgotten that there are talents in the generation of the country. The number one master of the Nine Pavilion will be re-selected every three years from now on. Do you think you can stay first for decades?"

Qin Shang heard this and nodded slightly, then nodded lightly: "Yes."

Just by the master who taught him in his previous life and the Big Dipper Sword Technique, he could at least dominate the Nine Pavilions. In addition to the Pavilion Master, he could at least surpass many masters for 30 years.

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Chapter completed!