Gu Shengyin admired her beauty privately for a moment before saying, "Teacher, I would like to return home for a few days. In a few days, it will be my grandmother’s birthday, and this time I would like to spend more time with her."
For such a minor matter, the Great High Priest would never refuse.
He nodded slightly, "Just take care of yourself, and remember to be safe."
Gu Shengyin nodded her head, ready to step out, when she caught sight of the Great High Priest about to close his eyes again.
In that moment, she felt that this man was very lonely.
The Great High Priest only felt something suddenly approaching, his instinct was to wave it away, but he realized it was his little disciple.
He paused, and in that moment, found his neck embraced.
He stiffened, having never been treated this way by anyone before.
"...Linyin?" he asked, puzzled.
Gu Shengyin, feeling the somewhat tense body in her arms, suddenly felt a surge of happiness.
"Teacher, Yinyin thinks you are truly the best teacher in this world!"
Was she being coquettish? The Great High Priest understood in his heart.
However, since Linyin turned six, she had not asked him to hold her anymore.
He felt some comfort in his heart, yet his face maintained its usual expression as he said indifferently, "You are getting older now, next time... do not act so improperly."
However, as soon as he finished his sentence, he felt the arms around his shoulders tighten even more.
"I will not!" Gu Shengyin said righteously.
"I grew up with Teacher, you are the closest person to me, and my greatest support. If I don’t hold you close, whom should I?"
The Great High Priest felt helpless.
He had only taken three disciples in his life. His first disciple had long since exhausted his lifespan and was no longer in the world.
The second disciple was now a renowned powerhouse on the Tianxuan Continent.
Only this third little disciple, his only female disciple, had been brought up by him since she was a child. He inevitably spoiled and indulged her, which made her a little willful.
Yet, facing such a Linyin, he could not bear to be harsh.
Just as he was thinking, Gu Shengyin spoke again out of the blue, "Teacher, when is your birthday? Over these years, Yinyin has never heard you mention it."
Birthday? He paused for a moment. How long had it been since anyone had brought up this matter?
The people who knew his birthday had long disappeared from this continent, and he himself had never paid much attention to it. Hence when Gu Shengyin asked, he actually had to think carefully for a moment.
"Why do you need to know about these trivial matters?" he asked.
Gu Shengyin felt a twinge of heartache for him, expressing her dissatisfaction, "How can this be a trivial matter? It is clearly an extremely important event."
Eventually, under the persistent coaxing and bothering of Gu Shengyin, she finally learned a specific date, and left the Xuantian Tower contented.
She did not know that after she left, the man in the tower raised his left hand and touched his shoulder, where it seemed the warmth from the recent touch lingered, mixed with a faint fragrance of a young woman.
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Afterward, a quiet smile blossomed on the corners of his mouth.
Though exceedingly faint, it was stunning enough to dazzle the world.
It was a pity that no one witnessed this rare sight of a century.
"Linyin ah..." he murmured the name of his little disciple, feeling that she seemed to have changed in some way.
Yet, this Linyin seemed even more lovable than before.