Su Yan, of course, knew his intentions. She walked up behind Yi Junshan and began massaging his shoulders as she chuckled:
"Master, when I saw you matchmaking for the senior brothers, I heard them complaining privately, saying that you are not cut out for matchmaking at all. Indeed, I have experienced it now myself."
In the past few years, every time he tried to set up his senior brothers, things had always ended in a mess.
This time was no exception.
Yi Junshan immediately glared and bellowed, "Is this how they all see their master?"
"Yes," Su Yan smiled.
"They... they actually see their master this way? What a bunch of ungrateful disciples! I matchmake for you all for your own good. Why don't any of you like it or understand my good intentions?"
Su Yan stuck out her tongue, continuing to smile:
"That's because, Master, every time the opening lines you prepare for the meetings are so unexpected.
