C412 It's Your Disciple
C412 It's Your Disciple
After all, Ye Ziheng had already said so much. If they didn't understand, they would become idiots.
"I still need to go to the medical hall to learn medical skills. How annoying."
A disciple couldn't help but complain.
"What's wrong? I think it's pretty good. It won't take much time for me to have an extra protection for my life."
Another disciple walked over and put his arm around that disciple's shoulder as he spoke.
"I know, but I just feel annoyed. Moreover, even if I learn this thing, it won't be very useful. Or rather, it will be very rarely used."
"I know what you want to say. There are always exceptions. Just like what Senior Brother Ye said, we can't guarantee that we have enough Pill at all times."
After saying this, the disciple paused for a moment. Then, a smile appeared on his face and he continued.
"Besides, if I were to learn this thing, I might not be able to use it for my entire life, then I might be very happy."
Another disciple also smiled after hearing this.
...
A few miles away from the square, on a balcony, a man wearing a black robe and hood leaned against a wooden fence and looked at the crowd in the square.
If Ye Ziheng saw this black robed man, he would definitely be shocked, because this Black-robed Man was the Outsider.
Behind the Outsider, Qin Han held a pot of tea in his hand and poured half a cup of tea into the two cups in front of him.
The Outsider slowly walked over and sat on the chair. He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip.
"Good tea."
The Outsider said, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Qin Han gently smiled and also took a sip of tea. After a while, he said.
"Don't you want to say anything to me?"
The Outsider smiled.
"What do you want to say?"
"Why are you in the tomb? How did you get in?"
Qin Han said as he stared at the Outsider.
"Can't I be in the tomb?"
"That's not it. It's just a little strange. Why did you choose to go in at that time?"
Qin Han continued to ask, as if he was going to break the claypot and ask to the end.
However, the Outsider picked up the teacup in his hand and took another sip.
"It must be a coincidence."
Qin Han shook his head when he heard this. Coincidence. Such words could only be used to deceive ghosts.
"It's fine if you don't want to tell me. After all, you have no obligation to tell me."
As Qin Han spoke, he picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of tea into the tea cup that the Outsider had finished drinking.
"However, I have a question that I have to ask you, and you also have to answer me."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly became serious, and it was no longer as smiling as before.
The Outsider looked at Qin Han with a smile when he saw this. It did not change even a little because of Qin Han's solemn expression.
"If I can answer, I will naturally answer."
Upon seeing this, Qin Han asked directly, "Ye Ziheng, is he your disciple?"
When the Outsider heard this, it was stunned. The teacup that it had just picked up stopped in mid-air, and it took a long time for it to regain its senses.
"Hahaha, why do you think he is my disciple?"
"When you set up the grand formation in front of his villa, I thought that you wanted to harm him. But later, I found the small box and the things inside. I had some suspicions that you might not be trying to harm him. Instead, you wanted to train him. And this time, after something happened to the tomb, you went back into the tomb. I think the sudden opening of the entrance to the tomb must have something to do with you."