Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

CH.7: Quickly Cook the Rice and Worship this Teacher

The bells announcing the end of the great four sects’ disciple-acceptance conference rang in all directions, and several great cultivation clans understood immediately. Lin Quan sat amongst the elders of the Lin Clan in his lobby, waiting for Lin Zhizhi to return and announce the good news. 

Nobody understands one’s son better than his father. 

Lin Quan understood in his heart that Lin Zhizhi wasn’t as good as Su Yu, and it’d be unlikely for him to attain first place in the conference, in which Lin Zhizhi would definitely choose Luo Xianjian. If it was the sects’ choosing, then with Lin Quan’s relationship with Haoran Gate, Haoran Gate would certainly watch Lin Zhizhi in consideration.

80% likely to be accepted to Haoran Gate…… it wasn’t in vain to give his son such a profound name. 

Lin Quan stroked his wife’s small hands as he mused. 

He sat waiting for Lin Zhizhi, as well as his future master (?).

The purple-robed man originally wanted to take Lin Zhizhi directly to Lin Quan’s face—-the Lin Residence has a rather cumbersome protective boundary, but that can’t stop his steps. But then he glanced at his future little disciple and felt it was better to keep some etiquette for his disciple’s father, and went directly to the Lin Clan’s lobby door (……).

If it wasn’t for Lin Zhizhi jumping out and calling a “dad,” the moment Lin Quan saw two figures appear at the door, presence undetected, he almost pulled out his weapon and attacked.

Only when Lin Zhizhi recounted the general events of the disciple-conference, did Lin Quan began to slightly loosen his frown, looking at the purple-robed man. 

In the end, this man’s strength was certainly overwhelming, and even the Lin Clan wouldn’t want to easily add such an enemy. 

Lin Quan motioned for Lin Zhizhi to sit aside, while he exchanged greetings with the man. The man obviously doesn’t talk to people all year round. He simply nodded coldly to all kinds of probing niceties from Lin Quan. At last, he threw out a hard sentence, “I want to take your son as disciple, need your consent.”

His statement blocked hundreds of words still stuck in Lin Quan’s throat, and Lin Quan could only choke out a sentence, “May I know this immortal’s name?” 

—-That’s what he said, but his heart already believed the man must be a reclusive rogue cultivator, cultivation profound, and someone all great four sects wanted to rope in. His mind had already been calculating what kind of posture is best to let his son refuse in–even if his individual strength was great, it still can’t compare with a sect’s millennium worth of settlement. 

Recently, his family’s son already has the tendency to be cold, but if then to respect an iceberg as master, wouldn’t it just be two icebergs lining up?

The purple-robed man was silent for a moment, but soon stated his name, “Xuan Hua.”

Immediately, Lin Quan wasn’t very impressed and tacked a “rogue cultivator” label to the other man. The deep forethinking head of the Lin Clan hung up a smile and spoke in a difficult tone: “ Xuan Hua, daoist friend, it’s his good fortune that you can see my son. But, my Lin Clan and Haoran Gate have always been intertwined, and have already decided to have Lin Zhizhi respect Immortal Lan Ye as teacher.” 

Xuan Hua was unmoved, “No.”

Hearing the other’s cold words, Lin Quan frowned tightly, not liking the man’s attitude in his heart. Even if the other party’s strength was higher, it’s still necessary to pay a price for offending the Lin Clan.