My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"We are also juniors. Last time in Yuchi Sect, thanks to Master Yijie's rescue, we were able to save our lives. Let's go together." Gu Fenghua said.

"Yes, let's go too." Fatty Bai and Luo Enen followed suit.

Fatty Bai originally mentioned this to relieve the depressing atmosphere, but as they walked towards Chengyun Palace together, the steps of the four of them became heavier - speaking of it, the fate of Master Yijie seemed to be no worse than Xiao's. How strong is the owl?

"Disciples have met Master Uncle Gu, Master Luo, Master Jun, and Master Ye." Several Tianyun Sword Sect disciples were guarding the door of the courtyard next to the side hall. When they saw Gu Fenghua and others approaching, they saluted respectfully.

"No need to be polite." Gu Fenghua and others stepped forward to help each other up.

Seniority comes down to seniority, but when it comes to age, they are probably a few years younger than each other. Every time I see them performing the courtesy of a junior like this, I feel a little uncomfortable.

However, the disciples of the Sword Sect didn't think so. After seeing the unparalleled true combat power of Gu Fenghua and others, all the three major Sword Sects were convinced by them. In this world, the strong are always respected. How could these Sword Sect disciples take the mere age difference of a few years seriously? They still bowed respectfully and then straightened up.

"These uncles are here to pay homage to the young master. The young master hasn't come out yet. Why don't you wait for a while?" A young disciple guessed the purpose of Gu Fenghua and others' visit and said.

"You haven't come out yet?" Gu Fenghua and others were a little surprised. It was already past noon. Could it be that they hadn't gotten up yet?

"Are you sure that the person is still in the yard and has not gone out?" Ye Wuse asked with a slight refreshment.

Although he heard with his own ears last night that Master Yijie obeyed without integrity, but since he has no integrity, it is of course not surprising that he goes back on his word. Could it be that Master restrained Shangguan Qingxue and escaped long ago? Although this possibility was unlikely in terms of strength, Ye Wuse still had some hope.

"Yes, we are sure." A disciple with the youngest appearance said, "We actually came here before dawn. We wanted to wait outside the house for the young master's instructions, but we happened to hear what the young master and the young mistress were saying. I still hear and hear from time to time..."

At the end of the sentence, the young disciple turned slightly red, squirmed, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"What did you hear?" Fatty Bai asked curiously.

"That sounds like the sound of a whip." Under the curious gazes of several uncles, the young disciple finally said it, but his face was so red that it almost reached the monkey's buttocks.

Next to him, several fellow apprentices also had red faces.

"The young master and the young mistress are worthy of being from a famous family. They are newly married and have not forgotten to discuss the martial arts whip technique. They are indeed role models for us and other future generations." An older disciple said.

While talking, he tried hard to pretend to have a look of admiration, but he looked so vulgar.

Gu Fenghua and others were all covered in cold sweat, and a picture appeared in their minds at the same time: In the room, Shangguan Qingxue was high up, with a smile on her face, and she was whipped one after another. Master Yijie was trampled under her feet, shivering and covered in whip marks.

It's vulgar, it's really vulgar.

"I think we'd better come back later." Gu Fenghua said to Ye Wuse, expelling the very unhealthy and inappropriate image from his mind.

"Well, come back later, come again later." Ye Wuse looked ashamed, lowered his head and ran away.