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When Yang Han found the disciples, they had booked the entire restaurant and were happily eating wine.
Seeing Yang Han coming, they quickly got up to greet him and poured wine for him.
"Manager Yang, you're here. Come over and have something to eat." A disciple greeted enthusiastically, "It's really fun under the mountain. You can practice and play at the same time. I don't know if I will have such an opportunity in the future."
Yang Han was so angry that these disciples still wanted to practice while playing.
"What have you done all the way??" Yang Han shouted and slapped the table hard. If it were in the past, these disciples would have been trembling and looking at him with pale faces.
But these disciples only blinked at him innocently, as if they didn't know why he was angry. This made him even more angry. They were not fools. Don't they know what they had done? Don't think that just because they are the sect master's cauldron, you can do whatever you want.
"Manager Yang, why are you so angry? Look at you, you have been traveling for so long. You must be hungry. Let's calm down and sit down and have something to eat." A male disciple walked up to Yang Han and pushed Yang Han to his seat. Sit down.
Originally, Yang Han should have slapped them to death, but now he just walked to his seat with a blank face and sat down.
"To tell you the truth, how many people did you kill this time?" When Yang Han mentioned this, his whole body felt bad, his energy and blood surged even more, and he wished he could just shoot these disciples to death.
But, he really didn¡¯t dare.
Yang Han thought that they would explain things honestly, but he didn't expect that these disciples ignored him at all, as if they didn't hear his words at all. They were each sitting on their seats, already drinking and talking and laughing.
Yang Han thought they didn't hear, so he asked again, but the disciples still ignored him. Later, he slammed the table hard, and these disciples finally paid attention to him.
"Manager Yang, are you feeling unwell? You must be angry if you are so angry. How about we send you back to rest and have someone bring you some herbal tea?"
Just like that, Yang Han was sent to the room. What frightened him was that he wanted to resist, but he couldn't break away from the two disciples who sent him back to his room.
It was also because of this that Yang Han did not resist anymore. Instead, I sat in my room and thought about what was going on.
Then they figured out that these disciples were very talented, but Bai Shuhe thought their spiritual power was thin and not enough, so he asked them to improve their cultivation. Therefore, it is really not a strange thing that the cultivation of these disciples is slowly surpassing his.
Yang Han felt a little desperate.
It is unknown how many disciples have surpassed him in cultivation. If Bai Shuhe leaves one day, and the cultivation of these disciples has surpassed his, even if they have Zi Gu in their bodies, if these disciples want to fight him desperately, there seems to be nothing he can do.
"Those disciples before didn't fight hard, but they were weak. He could kill them with one finger." It was different now. He couldn't stand it if they exploded twice casually.
Yang Han was in confusion in the room, but the disciples who were drinking outside were discussing something in a low voice.
"I'm pretty sure that my cultivation has surpassed that of Yang Han. It will be easier to deal with the sect's stewards."
"However, I think we should be careful. By the way, I thought of a way. Let's arrange for two people to dress up, sneak attack Yang Han, and beat him up." They can't kill Yang Han, after all, they still have sub-gu on them. .
Once Yang Han dies, they may die too. Bai Shuhe didn't tell them that the strength of their heart veins may no longer be afraid of Zi Gu.
But since his strength exceeds that of Yang Han, it should still be possible to secretly beat people up from time to time to vent his dissatisfaction.
Yang Han did not expect that in the following days, he would not only hear explosions frequently, but also be beaten from time to time.
A month later, with a bruised and swollen face, he ran to Bai Shuhe and told him about the evil committed by these disciples at the foot of the mountain.
"Manager Yang said you got into trouble again?"
Hearing Bai Shuhe ask this, Yang Han felt bad.
Sure enough, this group of originally taciturn and honest-looking disciples were even more shameless than Man Chen and Qiu Bei. They quickly ran to Bai Shuhe and cried.
"Sect Master, it's not like that. The disciples are all forced."
"The disciples have tried their best to resist, but there is still no way to resist. Those?I insisted on absorbing the spiritual power of the disciple, but he exploded. What can the disciple do? "
"Sect Master, this disciple is really unjust. Manager Yang can't always protect him by his side. If he doesn't pay attention, his disciple will be snatched away."
Yang Han felt that he was very unlucky. These disciples could not be disciplined, and they were attacked from time to time. If he could come back, he would have saved his life. Listening to these disciples bitterly saying that they were not at fault but were forced to do so, he became numb and stopped making excuses.
Watching them become happy after being comforted by Bai Shuhe, he no longer felt anything.
When he heard Bai Shuhe say that he would take his disciples to practice in two days, he nodded like a puppet, not questioning anything at all.
The furnace tripod has grown up and is beyond his control.
However, the nightmare did not say goodbye to him.
In the sect, disciples would come to him from time to time: "Manager Yang, the furnishings in my room are too old. The sect master said that if I have any questions, I will come to you and ask you to arrange it."
"Steward Yang, I think the food in the canteen is not delicious. Can the steward practice his cooking skills? It is really difficult to eat. If he loses weight due to hunger, the sect leader may ask about it, and the steward may be punished."
"Manager Yang, I wonder if you could embroider some little flowers on the sleeves when making clothes. All white clothes seem a bit monotonous."
"In short, the disciples in the sect should turn to Yang to handle anything. Now Yang Han's head hurts when he hears these three words.
In one year, all the disciples have gone down the mountain to practice.
"Any disciple who goes down the mountain to practice has more or less destroyed many monks. Now Yang Han no longer complained, but walked up to Bai Shuhe with a dull face and explained the result.
Bai Shuhe still questioned the disciples. Under the aggrieved eyes of the disciples, she waved them off, indicating that she would not pursue the matter further.
Yang Han stood aside like a wooden stake without saying a word, she could do whatever she wanted.
The commotion made by Xiaoyao Sect disciples has attracted the attention of sects in the cultivation world. After confirmation, they believed that it was Xiaoyao Sect who did it.
On this day, many sects came to Xiaoyao Sect with their people, asking Bai Shuhe to give an explanation.
Yang Han looked at these people with great kindness. Finally, someone came to attack Bai Shuhe, this heinous witch.
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