Jiang Li saw this, stretched out his hand to scoop up the moonlight, and placed the swath of moonshine on his thigh, achieving unity of knowledge and action, and once again feeling it firsthand.
"Very smooth."
Jiang Li waved his hands over the lute and gently strummed, finally verifying it himself, expressing his utmost recognition of Tianxuan.
"You impudent disciple!"
Tianxuan chided with a laugh, yet she wasn't annoyed, and with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, she said, "How dare you deceive your master, you truly have a rebellious streak."
"If Master speaks like this, your disciple must protest," Jiang Li's hands didn't stop moving, and his face was full of innocence, "I have made achievements for the Sect and shed blood for it, has Master forgotten?"
As Jiang said this, he fiercely patted his leg as if to vent his indignation.
